[Searching for Truth]

Fettina doesn't waste the chance Anika gives her. With a cry of effort, she slides to one side, letting the huge blade crash down on empty floor-space. She hefts her spear high and, with a billowing flap of those creaking wings, launches herself at the construct. This time she tries to sever the shorter arm that's just emerged, the one that's now shaking Anika back and forth. She lifts her spear and, whirling it like a baton, whips the blade at the outstretched limb. The blade seems to extend to accompany her intent, becoming a long slashing edge.