The rapier was dropped, Lydia transforming quickly into small bat for better maneuverability. Easier for her to dodge the giant fist, even in the midst of the Battle Thirst. Her flight was a bit more erratic, given the screaming of the Mandragora still, but she'd been successful anyways. Sephiroth was up, and the swish of the sound that was metal cleaving followed by impact meant it was worth it.

At least worth it enough until the small bat crashed slightly into a tree from the disorientation of sounds, changing back to her normal form. A groan from the impact, and her hands clapping over her ears. Trying to get her bearings once more, so she could retrieve her rapier and start silencing these plants.