Evvie went flying when her opponent did, crashing into a building on the opposite side. Even with her physical and fire durability it was still a very dangerous blow against her, making her feel achy all over and even sharper pain on her back where she slammed against the ruins. She stumbled to her feet, supporting herself with a hand resting on a pillar until she felt strong enough to walk on her own. Any normal person would have given up and stayed down after that, but she wanted nothing more then to keep fighting this battle through to the end, either to avenge the townspeople or die trying. This was a very tough and close battle, as much as she'd hate to admit it, so she didn't know exactly who would win. Her fire sword had been put out during this time, as she soon realized. She'd have to start from scratch if she were to create a new weapon. While her right arm was supporting her weight she blew fire into her left hand to begin forming it into a 6 foot long spear. With this she'd be able to try a mid range attack, but only if she could finish forming it in time. If not then it wouldn't be it's full length and she'd probably have to use it more like a short staff. She wasn't all that well trained with staffs so would probably just try using it to simply bash away at her. Hopefully she'd have enough time so that wouldn't be neccesary.