The Tribute actually went part-sailing, part-barreling into and past him. She wasn't the only one surprised he'd managed to throw her. He couldn't believe that worked.! There was an extremely short moment of relief that he'd actually pulled the move off. Daniel staggered, nearly landing on his ass in the process. If his chances of sponsors weren't already dead and in the dust, chances were he was doing great at finishing the job.

The archaeologist was practically up when he caught part of her forearm to the back of his neck. For a moment, it stunned him. If he'd been any slower getting up, it might have laid him out; she was a lot stronger than she looked.

There wasn't any time to shake it off much less get his bearings. Daniel lashed out with a knee, blindly aiming for where he thought the backs of her legs were; if he could knock her down, take out that agility and speed, he could use his height and weight to his advantage.