Helena had watched with confusion, only partly hearing Althaus near her talking to basically himself with his own sarcastic comments. But that didn’t last long as her confusion turned to something more like horror for a second before her brain felt like it was being melted. She clasped hands over her ears as she sunk to her knees, trying to block all the noise out. 

Gasping and breathing hard, she looked up after a moment, pulling her hands from her head as Althaus spoke again. “No, I thought I’d just throw them away willy nilly while we’re in a literal place of death,” she shot back, pulling them out and tossing a few underhand towards him, knowing he’d likely catch them. 

The beasts seemed to surround them the longer that they didn’t move. She looked around her quickly, regaining her feet as fast as she could, but her head still felt a little dizzy from the noise that had shattered her brain. She grabbed at her own knives as she stood, backing away a little from the nearest one, trying to see if she could figure out what it’s little trick was that it was going to use against them. Would it be like the shadow’s above? Would it use them to move along? Did they need more light, or less?

“What do they do?!” she called to Darell. She didn’t like the little shit, but he seemed to be the only one who knew anything about what was going on here. “Aside from the tentacles and the probably bitting.”