[Her head turns around to survey the dimension, clearly intrigued as she stretches her arms and then summons her blade with the blue gourd and lantern that comes with it. The world around them seems to have been made into fractals and it's certainly not looking that way because she was drunk (as she always is of course, but hey, she's a functionally drunk demon).]

I'm of the Assassin class, but that's not very indicative of how I fight... Except with poison.

As for what I prefer, do as you see fit really, depending on what you make of the make of the situation. Healing if my body is too injured, stunning the enemy, that sort of thing. You have a higher repertoire of spells than I expect of most magi, even the most accomplished ones.

[She's only worked with someone who could only be considered a third-rate magus and yet a top-tier Master.]

I have my own magic of course. I'm not a one trick oni myself.

[Can't be called one of the three calamities of Japan if all she did was just drink herself silly.]