He shook his head, adrenaline began to pump as Spectre's vision and hearing both came back. He punched Thomas square in the nose, going underneath and picking him up over his back. He jumped and fell backwards, hitting the ground with painful cracks and scrapes. Thomas felt his backbone crack and bend. He lost feeling in his waist down, and having a shortage of breath. The pain was enough to make him see tunnel vision. Spectre stood, smiling down at his opponent as he stepped away, a safety barrier. "Relax. I know a good doctor that can get you fixed up." His speech was slurred, but audible.