A flickering shield of pale green force takes the hit; the blow still knocks Erin back, as weak and unbalanced as she is right now, but she's laughing, wild and joyous and -

"It's still there," Erin whispers. "...Thanks Fever, it's, it's still there, from my sister's world, I'm still her Erin...thank god."

She might need some help keeping her feet here lass.