Rebounds baseball bat swings

"And raise your chin a bit."

"Why?" I asked.

I heard the sound of Blindside moving too late. I reached out to block or catch the incoming attack, and hit the wall where I couldn't move my arm too far toward them.

Something swung at an angle that avoided my arm. I brought my forcefield up just in time for the thing to hit me on the chin. An uppercut with a blunt instrument that should have broken my jaw.

Before Blindside could recover or figure out what had happened, I went on the offense. I couldn't hit them with my hand, I couldn't point at them, but if I swung my hand at them, elbow jutting out-

I felt muscles seize, locking up. Blindside caught my arm, pushing me in the direction I'd already been going, and shoved me to the ground. Martial art.

The blunt instrument-I saw the tip of a metal bat- struck down toward my shin.

It rebounded off of the forcefield as the field came back. The metal sang.

- Daybreak 1.4