Watching the small flames dance in the air before promptly vanishing, Juliana was once again disappointed by the result. Sure, there was definitely improvement from the last attempt, but she really didn't have any idea what else she could do in order to unleash the blade's true power. Frustrated, she turned to face Whitebone and pointed at the shattered arrow.
"First of all, I don't know what possessed you to do something like that. If you'd have messed up, you could've hit me!"
Shaking her head, she once again turned away and held the sword in front of her.
"...Secondly, I can't duel. I've never even held a sword like this before we came here, let alone learn how to use it effectively. It would just end up with one of us getting hurt."
It was clear that she was upset with Whitebone for firing the arrow, but she was more angry with herself for struggling with what should have been a simple task. With a surge of emotion, Juliana took another wild slice with the sword. By this point, the strength behind her attack was fuelled more by frustration than anything else.