Isalisk saw the creature move on backwards, taking this as a perfect time to move on forward and send in a few extra slashes as she pursued its falter. She would send two smaller cuts into the fleshy mass, just the tip of her sword managing to dig in as it retreated a good pace backwards, a bit faster than she herself could run.<br/><br/>When it screeched and howled, Isalisk seeing some of the light fade away from the beast, she paused for a moment to see what the beast may do. Her attention was stolen when she saw Aluren get clipped away by the beast, screaming out his name in concern before she too tried to move out of the creatures grasp, only to get whacked by the slight side of the beast and sent rolling off and into the wall. She hit the stone with an angry groan, gritting her teeth as her muscles became sore from the impact, but luckily she was not hit with any dire damage.<br/><br/>Panting for breath, she clasped at her sword angrily as her blood began to pump violently through her veins, her eyes opening as the slits stared off at the Knight scrambling for his sword, and then turning to stare off at the beast. It lay there, seemingly ready to be torn apart, but Isalisk herself was now wary if she should pursue the beast any further. She thought perhaps waiting now to gather a bit of her stamina back was wiser, as the creature could then attempt an attack that she could avoid and counter without chancing another hit on herself. She had been lucky this time, but such luck was not always constant.<br/><br/>She gathered herself on her feet as she thought of this, the blade held ready and at her side as her feet dug into the slimy, stone ground. If they kept it safe, they may just make it out here without cutting too many losses.