Grimacing at the sight of the demented rabbit, Claire made a slight shriek (for theatrical purposes) and pulled back her blade. She swiftly cleaved the damned thing's head in on. She wasted no time in changing her target to one of the other crates––she had to move quickly now! If this one didn't have an orb inside she might have to take matters into her own hands. Hoping that this was the end, she began to pry open her second crate.