[She can't dodge the blow before it lands, the weight of the kick pushing her forward, all but completely onto Conrad's sword. The flesh of her leg tears easily, the tendon just caught before she knows to move.
But the real issue is Saika, slipping from her loosened grip and landing nearly a foot away, skittering to a stop. All thoughts of Diva and Conrad leave Anri momentarily, struggling to crawl to her sword.