Liam didn't come out of the clash unscathed. Spikes had been rising toward him, and his sudden follow-up had only matched their speed.
The rugged man had indeed flown away, but two rocky spikes had also stabbed Liam's abdomen, crumbling right afterward due to his attack's violence, but drawing blood nonetheless.
Those injuries were deeper than what the debris had caused. As tough as Liam's muscles were, they weren't a barrier. He had been stabbed in two different places, but he could disregard the matter, his Qi tending to it already. Actually, he had to.
Liam felt pressure from his right. A big water bullet was flying through the air at high speed, aiming for his head, and he leaned forward to dodge it.
The old woman had retreated near the wall, using that opportunity to attack, and Liam didn't even look in her direction to charge at her.
