((Ah...okay then...))
As Enola seems to favor covering her head with her good arm, some of the spikes make it into her torso. The wounds get to her, and she goes limp, her body returning to its normal form.
Curiously, she doesn't bleed as much as a normal person. And what blood does drip down the ice is awfully dark. For anybody that can sense such things, the dark aura returns, but doesn't leave quickly like it did before. It seems to hover around her for now.