Abigail's blade didn't do what she was hoping it would.  The man with the hammer was't cut in to.  He should've been dead.  It was hard to tell what happened exactly.  One second she was rushing towards him, and the next she was cutting what was probably some kind of illusion and then he was talking about Schichikukai.

The red pirate stopped at glared at the man.  "What's going on?"  She didn't sheath her blade, but she wasn't pointing it at the man, and thrusting at his heart.  "What are Shichibukai?"