"This blade is good for that." Fiendishly good beyond what she's read of these types of blades but Araceli doesn't really feel like questioning the thing that gives her an advantage in battle.

She's light on her feet as she starts to move, unwilling to look back should the demon focus on her since she's lost her best opportunity for stealth right now but it can't choose both of them.

"Mirrors, go one way, I'll go the other, keep closing it in." Eventually they'll wear it down and hopefully no one's going to go losing anything to frostbite in the process because Thedas isn't equipped for that.