Priscilla fell into a roll as the ent's knobbed arm came soaring at her, and felt it skim the back of her platemail. Mud and grime filled her ears and splashed onto her face, as she felt it seep past her armor and onto her body beneath the armour. She put her shield on her back once more, knowing that she would not be able to block a blow from this creature without incurring some sort of collateral damage. As the beast reeled from the momentum of its swing, she pushed to her feet and jumped at it, swinging Verschlinger in a wide, advancing arc and feeling it bite into the bark of the ent's leg. She yelled as she wrenched Verschlinger from the ent and rolled under another blow, looking to swing once more in the same place. "Fell the beast! First, stymie its movement and then we will cull it!"