Macy was anything [i]but[/i] scared. As Hawke mentioned joining the creatures, the young woman took that to mean that they were poisonous in some way, and that you could be turned into one of them. Hence, they "were" human. The more she learned of these insects, the more fascinated she was. Her eyes lit up more than they had the entire time she had been in these walls, and her hands shook with anticipation. Even her breathing became a bit heavy as she watched the creatures from the window. [i]I want to tear one open...[/i]

As if granting her wish, a loud bang came from the doorway as the metal slab came crashing to the ground, useless against the horde of beasts heading their way. What had started this infection? How had their human parts become so transformed? These particular ones seemed more human than the ones outside, and it made Macy smile. They were fresh. Mid-transformation, almost... and they had a thirst for other humans. Swiftly, she drew both her rapier and new dagger from their hilts and took a low stance, observing as Scar took the first attack. His crossbow hit effectively, as several needles followed, and she decided it was her turn. Her ears had not even heard his game plan as she lunged forward, deciding to attack one of the creatures on the edge of the pack.

Her speed was good as she lunged forward, but the moment the creature noticed her she ducked as low as she could and thrust her rapier deep into its' stomach. As its attention was drawn to the contact, she aimed the dagger toward its head, thrusting hard, hoping to hear that satisfying crunch that so often accompanied her attacks. The creature was slow compared to her, but she remembered the large man's warning and yanked her rapier up from its' stomach, hoping to create a deep incision in the front of the beast, before shoving off of the creature to lunge back. All she could think about were those mandibles, and how she wanted a closer look. There was too much going on for her to really observe the creature, and whether or not her attack was successful, anyone watching could see the disappointed expression on her face as she stood in a defensive position, waiting for the next attack.