Targen, who arguable had the most experience in fighting as a solider, stepped forward, sword in front of him, and as one of the creatures leaped towards him, he charged in, ducking down at the last second, his blade sliced the creatures belly open. Bright red blood, fell down on him, along with whatever organs the creature possessed that he had cut as well. He rolled away as it fell to the ground, and rose, one eye opened, to search for the other one.
Shakuntala barely managed to hold back a scream as the second one turned on her. Her own sword swung uselessly as it pounced on her, getting under her guard. She slashed the air, but was unable to cut the beast. She let her sword drop, and thrust both hands under the creatures jaw as it snapped at her, keeping its head away from her face and neck. Its claws dug into her painfully as she struggled to keep the fangs away.
"Help!"