There was little to be said. 

The charging Goblin reached his destination in little time, sword poised to strike Senna down even in the monster's throes of death. However, between the distance that the Goblin had to cover and its own, rapidly weakening force of life, the original gap between the two combatant's agility had shrunk, and then flipped. By the time the Goblin had reached Senna, she was perfectly able to block its blow.

The rusted sword clashed with the enchanted bow. As the impact struck, Senna would likely notice the...weakness of the attack. While it was certainly more than an unblessed human could stand to bear, it was also leagues below Senna's own strength. While it was likely that the Goblin had a weaker strength and constitution than Senna, making it a monster focused on "agility", even that did not explain the weakness of the blow.

The reason for this was apparent, in the form of the blood splatter along the hall of the first floor. The Goblin, already possessing a weak constitution, had no chance from the beginning. It could be said that a cornered animal was dangerous as it acted without restraint, but for a Goblin, a mindless beast of the Labyrinth, it had always acted without restraint. Its fight-or-flight response was, in some sense, always active, a basis etched into its programming by the Labyrinth. 

The bow was unharmed. After all, for the mere strike of a Goblin, with a weapon that could be called the weakest among mortal weapons, the hardiness of an enchanted weapon such as the bow was the difference between heaven and earth. 

The Goblin stumbled, almost...gasping, as it pulled its sword back and swung again at Senna, the blow horribly telegraphed and the speed of the strike a joke. The battle had already ended. Put it out of its misery.