J'Tali had at first thought they had the Rabbit, but when it was still living she knew she had to step up the game. Especially when the blade was turned on Tenor. "Much sorry Tenor. Not think they do," it did however make her think how useful it could be if she could carve the blade it off it as a weapon. "But it go nowhere now," and Tenor knew that, fighting through her pain to keep up the pressure and clawing through its wind pipe to finish it off. On top of this, Zwardtenor was testing out this new ability she had woken up with, opening wide and adding a little blow off ice cold breath.