Isabelle eyes up Marcina, her sword point steady as the other woman moves in her way. For all the fact her opponent is unarmed, this is a classic standoff. 

On the one hand, any thrust Isabelle makes is going to be far from inexpert. On the other, it's because of this that Isabelle finds herself stuck - after all, what would be a winning blow, or even a disabling one, on a twenty meter mech could very well be fatal on a living being ... and [i]come on [/i]- there's fun, and then there's just plain old dangerous.

"Look, Marcina - this is a good delaying job you're doing already. Adriana has a head start, enough for her to get some space, but there's no sense in drawing this out. After all, once Kiriala there recovers, it'll be two against- DISTRACTION SPELL!"

And with that, Isabelle flings a muffin into Marcina's face - before pushing past her and running after Adriana.