He doesn't have anywhere to go, and the powered punch knocks the air from his lungs. He rolls with it as best he can, probably saving him from at least a broken rib if not a lot worse - but it still hurts.
While she's coughing, he drags himself under cover, trying to disappear again long enough to recover, giving her a chance to retreat, or call one, If she doesn't, now that there's a vulnerability, he's already going for his next weapon.
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