As Isaac was thrown back, the scythe blade embedded within him was torn from its staff, as he tore it out mid-way and rolled to his feet. The wound stitched itself together, as he sighed. "Great, I'm just as edgy as Mom now.." Arianna was fazed by the immediate bash, but utilized the distance that she had covered via push by immediately leaping back, almost sliding as she found herself next to Isaac. She breathed in and out, sighing as she kept her torch in one hand, her dagger in another. "So fire and attacking in vital spots doesn't work, least fire in small amounts doesn't... ...Decapitation? Music?" She still had the horn upon her being, as she calmly tossed her torch at one of the crows and waited for their assault.