For a good few moments, it works— the Noctaere's attention is divided, unable to decide on which of them it should go after, and the oncoming barrage of electricity gives Kainé plenty of opportunity to get in close and circle around to try and pinpoint where best to strike to send this guy tumbling to the ground. It's a solid effort, until the Noctaere decides that rather than decide, it's going to go after both of them while shifting the ground beneath, cackling all the while as though they were assaulting it with nothing more threatening than feathers.

"Shit—!"

Kainé, too, feels herself being grabbed by the ground itself, heels sinking deep into what feels like quicksand even as the earth calcifies around her ankles. She manages to pull one foot free, having to pry the other loose with her sword before stumbling forward, letting out a low growl as she regains herself.

"Cheap trick! That's only gonna work once, shitlord!"

She lunges, hefting her sword overhead to bring it down firmly against the Noctaere's back, hard enough that she hopes to at least crack its armor.