Each punch made it harder to ignore the pain, but I had to come up with a solution or this could end badly. It was at that moment, I felt the lack of the zone and was able to come up with a plan. As he went in for another punch, I conjured a force of magic from my core, exploding outwards. It was strong enough that he went flying backwards to the side and all the debris in this room either shredded or flew haphazardly through the air. The force was so much that I lifted up into the air that allowed the momentum of his release to spin me. My mind instantly went to my sword and summoned it. It went streaming through the air and landed perfectly into my grasp. Releasing shaky breaths, I squared off with the large man again. The movement made my back crack more, but it felt like everything was in place.