Broken Antler Fen the vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

She didn't seem to notice his counterattacks any more than she acknowledged the wounds he inflicted on her. In a word, Sugar had gone berserk. Her scream continued to rise in volume until it hit the eardrums like a low-flying airplane. Oblivious to the various parts of her body that bled, she continued her own onslaught, coming at the coyote unflinchingly and seemingly without any concern whatsoever for her own mortality.