Siana took a moment to consider if it was worth trying Sky again or if she would be better served in traditional combat. The latter won out; there was no guarantee that she could call upon the magic involved with the counterattack as readily as she had the first time, and they had no time. The golem was too formidable a foe, though the group around here held their own in the battle against it well enough. Still, it would not -- could not -- last forever, and she had more reliable techniques on hand.
She emerged from the cover that the silver tongued man had jerked her into and locked her eyes onto the golem's weak points: the joints. Always the joints, no matter the armor or construct. She rushed forward and stabbed her sword in a quick flurry in the "hip" and "shoulder" joints of the golem and was pleased to see that it had done a healthy amount of damage as the golem staggered back from the blows. No doubt the young woman's attack had helped, as well as the gunshots and somehow, the music.
But the satisfaction didn't last long as Siana prepared for one more attack, and the golem readied its own counterattack. She barely dodged the next lightning attack in time, though with her armor catching her shoulder, she still felt a burning surge. Quickly she ripped off that portion of armor, and the electricity subsided, and the golem was still focused on her. Siana swore but returned to her feet and once again charged forward for another flurry attack on the golem's joints. She had no plans to die in the sewers, not tonight, not ever.