Siana/Jareth/Carolina
Siana shook her head. Retreat was out of the question.
"I'm... fine," she hissed, holding her arm to her chest tightly, though doing so against her armor only made it hurt more. "I... cannot... leave." She grunted, climbing back to her feet. Fighting with a katana using only one arm was difficult, but it could be done, even if now her attacks were going to be flimsier than before. Joints, then. Limbs. Or perhaps just somewhere soft and out of the way of both Monaco and the serpent's physical attacks where her sword could easily drive into. But first, she glanced down at the woman, considering. She didn't know much about magic, never quite understood it, but even if she did not have Cure, surely there must be something she could do. "Can you try to... slow... or paralyze... or something--" She cringed at her own lack of eloquence. "--to that beast?"