Abigail looks back over her shoulder, catching her foot on Cloud's lead as she does so. The slip knot comes loose; she doesn't bother to fix it. Ducking behind the pony, she watches Raph (foolish, foolish man) slip into fighting mode. It's impressive, but the sword doesn't look like it's any match for those sharp feathers and teeth.

She draws her sword from the saddle but almost immediately begins looking around for their bow and arrows. She's not what anyone would call a good shot, but maybe she can do some good, buy Raph some time.

It's better than standing around uselessly.

Luckily, the Stormwing has no desire to kill them outright. He flaps his wings at Raph, taunting him, never letting the vulnerable skin of his head and neck near the blade.