Her kick collided against his ribcage, pushing her backwards a bit in a stumbling motion. So it would seem like his bones could withstand more force then normal ones. Call it overconfidence, but even so she could feel like it would break after enough hits. His fire might be stamped out yet. He cannot hide or protect it for long against the might of a half dragon! Unfortunately for her she was hit by yet another of his fog things before she could attack him some more. This time, rather then increase her rate of coughing, it caused her to sneeze, a sneeze that unleashed a plume of fire and smoke all over her opponent due to how close of a proximity they were standing. She had trouble controlling her fire when she sneezed, and in this case she didn't want to control it at all. In fact it was a godsend, had she believed in a God. If she couldn't breath fire out through her coughing lungs, then the forceful wind through her nose could propel the fire that she needed! Before the fire could dissipate she used her power to control it, forming it into a blade grasped in her right hand. From just one sneeze she could only capture enough to make it like a small dagger, but that would be better then nothing. It quivered and flickered as she coughed some more, making it hard to maintain it, although not impossible as long as she focused hard enough. Focusing wasn't her strong point, but now she was trying really hard at it. She sneezed again, trying to add that fire to her dagger. In the meantime she would take a slash at him if he tried to attack her, and was preparing to leap out of the way at any sign of him using more gas.