He tried to dodge again, lurching upwards and to the side. As a result she didn't hit his head, but his shoulder and there was sickening crack, drowned out by his scream as he flew backwards.

"Shit." He couldn't move and he realised with a moment of panic that he was going to die. Again. He just hoped Blaine and Kurt had heard and got away safely.

He made another noise of pain as he tried to sit, and tried to throw his dagger with his not broken arm, because fuck going down without a decent fight.

The dagger probably got nowhere close.