Tempus landed hard on the floor. Well he hadn't seen that one coming. The Jager had knocked the wind right out of him! He certainly was a lot stronger than he looked, he'd give him that much. Coughing, he picked himself up into a sitting position, his head a little dazed after hitting the floor. He was going to have to be a lot more careful now. He had a few things up his sleeve at least.
Still, now all he had to do was pierce the Jager's skin one more time with the claws and he would be unconscious. Just one more time...
"Well, actually" he said, coughing again. "Not exactly. I still have a few things to show you... sort of" he said as he tried to pick himself up. "When you're ready" he said, gesturing for him to try again.