Fenna coughed, tried to inhale air only to take in more gas and coughed again. She stepped back, futilely trying to wave away the gas in front of her as she stumbled back. Suddenly the beast had her spear between her jaws and she felt herself being lifted, swung around and suddenly she was airborne. She collided with someone and took whoever it was down with her. Her chest ached from the coughing, the rest of her body from the collision and the force with which she hit the ground.

Fresh air. She took in a breath and coughed so hard she almost threw up as she slowly rolled to a side. She lifted her head to MacKensie when she asked if she was okay and shook her head. Mackensie was on her feet first, Fenna followed slowly. Her legs trembled and she rubbed her elbow as made a step towards her spear that lay on the ground. Thankfully it was still in one piece. She looked up just in time to see the female wolfcreature be smacked into the gorge and she sighed in relief. 

Then she heard the voice and spun on her feet to see someone dressed in metal, someone who killed the big wolf with a single strike of his blade. For a moment her body didn't move, all she could do was stare at it happen.

MacKensie's warning prompted her to action. The spear in her hand turned so the end faced to the ground. She ran a few paces before planting it between the rocks and used it quickly to cover the distance between herself, the wizard and the attacker, to attack from above. It scared her to see her fellow ranger be taken out so easily, but she had to try something. Hopefully, it would at least distract the enemy enough for the others to try and help Lilliana.

The falcon flew up to built-up speed and dove towards Zigmund and Lilliana as she noticed her master do the same.