The swipe managed to hit Bobbies left leg, the one not extended so high it would have made Bobby wince if he could see himself, and sent him rotating through the air to crash into a wall, slumping to the ground in a daze.
The warrior Ozymandias is tougher than this, get up!
"I don't wanna" Bobby murmured to himself in his daze. Evidently he had smacked his head
All the more reason to get your revenge!
"Very well, I, Ozymandias, shall seek revenge!" He said groggily. After a few seconds, Ozymandias had worked his way up onto his legs. In his new state he felt he could take on anything. He tried summoning a knife, the first kind coming to mind being one he could wield backhanded quite easily. As the blade formed from nothing, the handhold being woked onto it with four simple holes for his fingers, it seemed to glow like it had just come out of a forge. Ozymandias recognised it as his faithful Kukri knife that had slain many of his enemys, inherited from his dying father after a fierce battle with Nozomi. Ozymandias held his cherished blade as he took stock of the situation, waiting for the perfect moment to strike, just like he had been taught.