The blow strikes home, and she's driven into the ground when she can't whirl about fast enough on her bloody leg.
She rolls with the impact as best she can, coming up from a somersault a few feet away. Seeing the missiles coming, and unable to defend herself from both combatants at the same time, she spins the hammer about, calling up a whirling maelstrom to block her from Anya's sight and confuse her sensors.
Of course, this also sends the missiles spinning and careening crazily about in the tempest in a teapot, but as they begin detonating, she at least hopes as many of them hit or explode near Abomination as are hitting her in the eye of the mini-storm.
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