The force placed on her blade as it slide across his shifted off to the side as the enemy's point turned away, sending the hilt of the weapon forward in a blur of movement. Listia tried dodging the moment she was able, but it all happened so fast that the attack still managed to strike her on the left side of her neck as she tried jerking her head off to the right. On the bright side this stopped him from crushing her windpipe head on, resulting in more of a glancing blow instead, but she did not escape unscathed. Her magical shield was destroyed and a nasty bruise formed on the point of impact as a result of the remaining force that got through, which was still incredibly painful although luckily was not able to penetrate into her body to reach the major blood vessels. Had it been a sword point it would have spelled the end of her, but she had no time to count her blessings.

The blunt force directed on one side of her sent her spinning counterclockwise for one full rotation while still moving forward and to the right of her opponent, this spin naturally breaking her sword out of the lock and trailing behind her with her extended left arm the only one maintaining her grip, the right hand forced away. Her right foot had been spinning on it's heel for a brief moment, the one which she had happened to have been stepping with upon the moment of impact, while her left slammed down to try and stop her spin about halfway through, bending the foot inward at the ankle from the force. Her right leg swung around and took a large step forward at the end of the spin when she was yet again facing the direction she had started in, only she was almost directing behind and to the left of her opponent, from his perspective unless he had moved during this short blip in time.

She grimaced in pain but couldn't let that stop her from delivering justice. As long as she still lived he would not get away with such acts! Her right foot had planted down firmly but she still had a fair bit of momentum going. Risking her falling down, she twisted her hips to continue rotating in the same direction she had been sent, her right hand balled up into a fist to clock him on the back of his head. She would have rather used her sword but it was still rotating away from him in her left hand, so she would first have to get ride of all this momentum before bringing her sword back into play.