[Searching for Truth]

Fettina doesn't know much about these spirits infesting the automaton, but she doesn't owe them any kinship. They made deals with Telly, so how good can they really be?

The huge thing moves with a speed Fettina doesn't fully appreciate it until it's on top of her, and by then it's too late. She lets out a meek little 'eep' as the weapon arcs down. She switches the spear's grip in her hands, holding it like a bar across her body, and catches the strike above her head. This does not go entirely as planned. She goes from charging forward to being slammed into the floor, only barely catching herself in a low kneeling position as the blade crushes her down. The floor cracks under her weight and the force of the blow. Still, she's holding back the force of that striking arm... for now.

Thrusting up the spirit spear to keep the monster's blade back, Fettina's skinny arms strain, grimacing with the effort. She shifts her eyes to look at Anika, her hands beginning to wobble. She screams in frustration, "Anika... stop... trying to protect me from stuff! I'm okay! Just kick this thing's ass already!"