"Following<em>you?</em>" she replies, with a laugh. She knocks the rock out of the air with a flick of her finger, a wire-thin lance of balefire blasting it away. "Inefficient? Perhaps. Effective? Most certainly. Efficiency is not a concern, in a fight like this," she says, sidestepping through space, appearing and disappearing, to four random points around him, hurtling a pair of the balefire blades at each stop, though she keeps up the darting maneuver, even after she finishes her assault, to keep mobile.