"Also nice sword, but odd colour choice." Izaiah would comment on the new pink sword that River had in his possession. Without leaving River or the weapon imitating creature a moment to respond to her comment she would just jump back into the fight. The floor under her would form a spiderweb of cracks as she jumped off into the distance where a loud clang could be heard.
His blade would morph itself a face sticking out it's tongue at Izaiah who was in the distance by now. By then the troops had formed lines and were pushing back the enemies until a black, lanky humanoid broke through. The blade formed itself into a spear as it lightly pulled River's grasp towards the one that broke through. He would do as his new weapon told him to and chuck it as hard as he could at the creature.
A red aura would surround it like Ghost's weapons as it plowed through the chest of the lanky dark skinned creature and those behind it. Then it came back to Rivers outstretched hands as it morphed back into the form of a blade. He smiled at how effective it was it seemingly clearing them out while being full of pleasant surprises. With that River would charge back into the fray using the most out of his new weapon that was much better than his original.
Clanking of armor could be hear from behind River although the sound was drowned out by the ferocity of the battle that was taking place. As the troops made good headway a large roar sounded out from the hallways as a large hound like creature barreled through. It's fur was made of spines while having a large mouth like a snake but it was filled with razor sharp teeth and a long slobering tongue. It lacked eyes or any distinct feature other than its large mouth and quill fur. It launched it's tongue and smashed down a number of troops while dragging them back into its maw.