Myrrh was honestly still in a bit of a daze; she did just have a head injury after all. Still, she had to make the attempt. She swung the mallet as hard as she could, only to have it slip from her grasp. It slammed down into the strike zone, but the little ball didn't make it more then 2/3rd the way up. However, the mallet, after flying from her grasp, ricocheted off the strike zone and flew up and hit the bell.

"There.... I hit it...."