Sol looked curiously at Mithrail as she adopted a stance. So far she had showed no knowledge of martial arts but she had a stance this entire time. Sol considered what to do, a melee attack at this point seemed almost suicidal, so instead... Sol picked up the metal shards that were left from his sheath being shattered and started hurling them at Mithrail. They would only cause superficial damage if anything but perhaps they would annoy her enough for him to get off another hit.