Talon's HP: 19
To Hit: 6 (miss)

Talon didn't think much of it when the girl slowly pulled herself up. He was sure she would be dead in a few seconds. “So you intend to fight to your last breath. I guess I could still have some fun with—UGH!”

The air was forced from his lungs as an earphone jack whipped across his chest before he could react. The force of the blow sent him back at great speed, into a wall. He felt multiple bones within him shatter with a sickening CRACK. It was a miracle that he was still alive after a blow like that. He barely managed to pull himself out of the caved in wall. He crumpled to the ground, on his back, his face twisted in agony and incredulity. His semi-erect cock, which was still out, swayed lazily as he writhed.

“H-how?” he wheezed, spitting up blood. “How are you...urrrgh...still able to fight? Where the hell did that power...come from?” There wasn't much he could do to fight back at the moment. His attempt to manifest his quirk only ended up exacerbating his pain. He knew he would die if he pushed his power any further. He needed to run, but even his legs had taken some damage. This girl was far more powerful than he had originally anticipated.