"Oh-- fuck--" he hisses as the sword starts flying through the air. He jerks to the side, jumping into a quick roll that puts him a few feet away from where the sword was heading. He watches it clatter to the ground, and turns his attention back to the doll's body.

The doll has a long reach, and he has to be careful. The next time he runs in, he's dodging pre-emptive blows, moving from foot to foot as he approaches. More importantly, his shield comes up and flies towards the thing's hands, trying to slam into its wrists and disarm it, starting with whichever weapon is the longest.

If it works he's going to stab it through the body again, and twist, trying to open it up even further.