Of course it wouldn't be so easy. Celeste ducked her head beneath the creature's blow with almost inhuman speed, narrowly avoiding the claws. Even if her strike had missed, she'd managed to get her sword out, a fact she was thankful for. As she ducked, she darted forward, underneath the creature's already raised arm. Her footsteps were light, and her movements seemed surprisingly graceful for someone in the middle of combat. As she darted forward, she made a slash towards Taggerung's armpit. Her forward motion could push the edge along deeper into the skin if it struck, but even if the attack missed, her foe would have to turn around to strike her.