Broken rib

‘“Take that grin off your face. Don’t look at me!” he bellowed. “Look straight ahead. Have some respect for the man who teaches you!” He began to circle Grimalkin slowly. Suddenly he seized her in a bear-hug, squeezing so hard that one of her ribs snapped with a loud pop. Then he threw her down hard into the dirt, thinking that this was the end of the matter.

‘But what did Grimalkin do? Did she lie there moaning with pain? No! She was on her feet in an instant and broke his nose with her left fist, the punch knocking him to the ground.'