"Where were YOU!" She snaps immediately, recovering enough to start spinning her weapon again.

"That stupid magic is what started all of this, it ripped us apart! I can't remember what it was like to be whole! How would you like to be ripped in half?! Thirds?! Eighths?! Try twenty five pieces!" She growls out the words before trying another strike, this time aiming for his sword but... she angles her wrist wrong and the nunchuk swings out towards his arm. If it connects, it'll be just below his wrist. But she's hardly quiet about trying.