Sol rapidly blinked as Mithrail moved towards him launching into yet another barrage of punches. He barely mangaed to bat away the attacks and dodge them, more from instict given from long hours of training then anything else. His eyes glinted as he finally finsished the sequence of punches that Mithrail most commenly used. Sol stepped forward on his good leg barely letting a fist whiz past his face and spun on his good foot dodging the next blow he knew was coming and slamming both of his fists into her side. The blow wasn't the strongest he had done but she had no muscles there so at least his hands shouldn't break, and hopefully she would at least hit the magic wall of force stunning her long enough to allow him to repostion to endure her next attack.