The ringing in her ears was slowly fading, but getting her sight back was a longer process apparently. With no idea as to her opponent's exact location relative to hers, Rosalie started her attempt at another swing of her staff but something came down on her shoulder pretty heavily, the impact could have very well killed her had it made direct contact with her head and she didn't have her gear. 

[I]Fucking hell![/I]

But there was no time to cry about the pain. Rosalie activated her armor to launch herself away from her opponent, quickly realizing that she needed to gain some distance or she could end up in bad shape. But as her back hit the wall, Rosalie launched herself in the general direction of her opponent, her staff pointing straight ahead as her sight produced somewhat of a silhouette of her opponent.