Nyri continued to attack, relentless. As he fell, she struck her advantage, sending a flurry of blades towards him despite her one mostly useless left arm. The girl felt slimy and wrong. No real warrior would have to attack someone that had stuck up for them right? Especially not while that person was disadvantaged. Still... Her shoulder. She continued to attack him while he was down, trying to ignore the lack of honor in her attack. Shuddering, she aimed to kick him back with a slammed shot at his nose, then stab him in the chest, dark energy raging around her.