The material that made up this person was awfully tough to only get scratched by her blade. Up close and personal she got her first good look at her, and if this was armor then the woman inside must have been deathly skinny; perhaps a revived skeleton wearing a face mask? She was confused how a skeleton could have gotten a hold on this weird weapon attached to her arm, or how she was talking like she was. Well, what she was didn't matter, so no sense thinking about it too hard and making one's head hurt. She just needed to focus on bringing her down and then she could find out if it was still bugging her.

A concealed dagger began to come at her so she retreated backwards as quickly as possible, flinching as the blade scrapped along to the edge of her belly enough to cut through skin but thanks to her quick step back did not get deep enough to cause any serious issues. She let out an angered grunt as she swung her sword towards the arm with the dagger to try and cut it off or at least force it back a bit so she couldn't get another swing in.