Correcting herself with a flap yet again, Carmen sighed as she simply flew at Lord English at high speed, aiming to make a deep cut in the thing's good leg with her energy sword. With the charge she had given it, he'd feel a slight burning sensation in the cut if it connected.
After swinging, Carmen would start flying back toward the where the Arena was supposed to be, not even giving a second glance back at her opponent, but still being somewhat wary as she moved along. [color=bb0066] The damn brute. [/color]