[center][color=lavender][h2][i]Freya Carstensen[/i][/h2][/color][/center] Freya's kick blasted a few teeth out of the nasty green creature, but still it grasped at her, long fingers closing around her ankle. She panicked, trying to take a step back but tripping and falling backwards. She hit the mud with a [i]splat[/i], but getting dirty was the last thing she cared about right now. The goblin was trying to grab her legs now and climb on top of her, and Freya frantically kicked at its face until she was free. The boy was gone, a horrific horse-like creature replacing him. Brenton tried to fight it before shouting to run, and Aubrey called for iron or steel. Freya crawled backwards on her back, but she thought of little. Maybe her belt's buckle would work, but she didn't like her chances using it as a weapon. She had to agree with Brenton: they need to [i]run[/i]. Aina went down, her twin shrieking for help. Freya was closest, scrambling out of the mud and quickly getting to Aina's other side. [color=lavender]"I've got her, come on!"[/color] she urged, taking half of Aina's weight under one shoulder and hoping Hannei could handle the rest. [color=lavender]"We have to get out of here!"[/color]