Her teeth were clenched and showing as the blade was pulled free. Her open hand coming up to press into the wound to stem the flow. It burned like the fires of hell. Her head swam, but she wouldn't go out to him so soon. Gritting her teeth against each other, her fangs snapping down around to only let breath through, she growled. The shoulder holding her sword was close to useless at this point, but she could and would switch hands.<br/><br/>Gripping her blade in her other hand, she let go of the wound, letting her dark blood pour more freely. It would slow on its own from here, but she would need to stop this mess right here and right now. Darting forward, she attempted to phase while bringing her weapon up in an arc to slice into the male from hip to head.<br/><br/>"You will pay for that your fucking scaly monstrosity!"