She landed on her feet and turned to face her again, weapons held behind her in an assassin style backwards grip. She calmed a fraction and took note of her words. Mezolene was one of the only people that could 'lecture' her. "I'm breathing fine..." she muttered under her breath, and came at her again. She stepped into ranged and slashed her sword in a wide, horizontal arch. It was obvious the blades were bound in soft leather to avoid serious injury. As the blade sailed across, she continued her twirl and brought dagger her way as well. Using the momentum of the twirl, she brought her leg around in a wide, powerful kick to her neck area. One of those landing was enough to send anyone down.