Her eyes widened as her blade snapped, her mind screaming to phase immediately. She saw his next attack coming, deciding to move towards him instead, blocking the blow at her shoulder. It hurt, her hissing again in pain, but nothing like if she had let the strike follow through. Her useless arm took the brunt of the attack, and she used the blunt hilt of the damaged blade as a club towards his skull.<br/><br/>"That was my favorite, you ass!"