As the crow was propelled forward Arianna felt it's weight hit her blade as it left the floor from the force. Her blade cleaved through the crows waist, and it twirled as its upper body was separated from its legs. It was thrown forward as it's upper half fell against the throne while its legs fell to the ground limply. The torso of the body moved its arms weakly as its greatsword had dropped beside it. Straw was falling out of the bottom of its body as the smoke dissipated and left the scarecrow alone. It looked around weakly at the two who stood in front of it, its arms barely moving and its head held upright shakily. "W-what's...going...on?" It asked in its child like voice. "Why...is everything...going dark?"