The insult did not bother her. She'd been called worse - much worse, and not all of it in the heat of battle.

That blade singing her way through the air, though, that was a problem. Unable to dodge the blow, she raised her sword to deflect as much as she could. It took the rest of her bone shield, and to her surprise the force of it pushed through even her defenses. Thankfully, she was wearing armor, but the blow still bruised, and now he had too much distance on her.

She could not grip him closer for at least a few more seconds, but she could slow his movement. She charged another rune, one of frost this time, and sent Chains of Ice down her sword. He was fast, but Kyladriss had her worgen nature and the full moon on her side. While his movement would be slowed by the chains, her speed doubled as she tapped into that power to close the distance. One unholy rune and one frost rune down. She still had her blood runes, and she charged her blade with one, striking for his heart.