It would seem that someone like Tiberius, who had been hit by bludgers several times, would be imprevious to the pain of the kicks and stompings of a small sixteen-year-old girl. However, it seemed like this wasn't the case.
As soon as Tiberius managed to stop hopping on one foot, he looked that the figure walking away. Had he been a savage like Mulciber and his teammates, he would have probably hexed Sinistra on the spot, he thought. However, being a gentleman, all he could do was glare.