Kerrigan was stepping over bodies to get to her next target, and she met it with an elbow spike into its open mouth. The other combatant had the cluster of them she'd formed well handled, and a final opponent between the two of them had made the mistake of turning away from her when he'd made his entrance into the group. She stabbed her foot down at the back of its leg and brought it down with the still blood-slick spike she'd used moments ago.

This would be the part where she'd finish off anything that was still moving. She did put one writhing creature out of its misery by driving the point of her heel through its skull, but most of her attention was on the dark figure that arrived to join the fight. Kerrigan pulled the appendages on her back in, closer to her body rather than slightly spread out behind her. "Thanks. I'm Kerrigan." She hadn't needed the help, but she wasn't in any condition to turn down allies.

Sooner or later something was going to give if she kept getting into large fights. Definitely sooner if this guy insisted on fighting her as well; so far no one from the ship had picked a fight, but that didn't mean no one would.