Ricktor's body was extremely hurt, more than he would let on. He kept repeating certain words in his head: that he was still okay, that he would be fine, that he could still fight.
He was pushing his body, trying not to focus on the pain left over from his fight with Crine. His Qi was weak, but he imagined it fierce and strong like a dragon. Looking ahead, he could see Dame and the others fighting against Murkel, fighting against his father.
In the end, though, when he took another step forward, he felt his knee give in, and he staggered to the ground slightly. He managed to put all of his weight on the knee to avoid falling completely flat on the floor.
"Ricktor, I already told you, you're too beat up," Mada said as he went down, nearly falling over himself. He had been hit by Crine, and now the fight for him was over. All of the energy he had built up was escaping his body.