Not as quick as she's hoping, unfortunately. Anna was expecting the tiefling to go straight for her injury and with close-combat being her specialty, she countered the empty hand with her own, twisting into the lunge to avoid getting stabbed with the other arrow. She instead threw her good shoulder into Neeshka's chest, using the momentum to tackle her to the ground before rolling off of her and pulling the hunting knife free from its place in the small of her back, crouched and ready to defend herself since it's clear that Neeshka had no intention of letting her live.

"Gonna have to try a little harder than that," she spat angrily, panting slightly from the adrenaline rush that was masking just how injured she really was.