Well yeah it's a bad idea! That mask probably doubles as armor!

Stacia keeps her grumbling in High Tongue since Saturday certainly won't be focusing enough to translate any garbled English, and continues scrabbling away on three legs. The fourth is the arm that's holding Saturday close while she recovers. Why had she even gone for the headbutt anyway, doesn't she have--

Oh, she doesn't have her sword. And now the Sisters Spooky are between Saturday's sword and Stacia and Saturday. Whoops.