[i]"You're mine"[/i]

As Zigmund rushed towards Fenna with the Executioner's Axe she twisted her body to face him. "I was about to say the same thing," she said as she ducked under the first swing, holding her spear to the side. "You're mine," she hissed. Duck, lean, jump back, block, Fenna did what she could to fend off the big blade and tried to find an opening to put in an attack herself. 

Sil circled above, but couldn't find an opening to assist Fenna.

The water droplets rained down on Fenna as she was in closer combat than she'd prefer, but her spear matched the length she needed. Her feet moved almost instinctively. She moved out of the way when the blade came down, but she wasn't fast enough and the blade made a cut in the front of her shoulder and a part of her upper arm as she moved back. Thankfully not deep enough to make her lose her stance or to stop her right arm from pushing her spear towards the water ninja's abdomen.