They're almost surprised themselves to have landed a hit, but any potential savouring of their small triumph doesn't last long. They press their advantage, dashing towards the Drifter and holding their swing to release a fierce strike; the arc of it is bigger than their normal attacks.

They don't stay dashing forward for long. They skip to the side, retreating again, always mobile. It seems they don't prefer to be stuck in one place too long if they can help it.