The one to the chest connects, stopping Reno dead in his tracks with an slight, audible crack coming from the vicinity of his ribcage. The pain is enough to make him crumple to the floor clutching his side, while the kick to the chin missed by sheer luck.

So far, he hadn't made any noise or screamed even from the shock, but that changed when Reno moved again, another stab of pain warning him from trying to get up. It was bad enough, and he laid there gasping without trying to breath in too deeply. Diarmuid was forgotten for the moment.