[CupcakeDolly]

Rue stood behind them all, guarded by the assassin and Lev's gunfire. Though her face was as stony as ever, her eyes were slightly wider, staring at the hoard in shock. She understood humans all too well - their thoughts were clear and predictable and often disgusting. These things in front of them were on a much different level. Their thoughts were a confusing mass of something that she didn't quite understand and probably wasn't meant to.

Fear wasn't the only thing keeping Rue in place, however. Regardless of what she was facing, the beasts were in her way, and like everything else she meant to remove them. She waited, watching as the rest fought, mentally preparing and resting her sore limbs for what was to come.

When the gunfire had barely ceased, Rue sprang foward, saber in hand. She engaged the closest Dybbuk - the furthest could be left for the bullets to handle. She dipped and spun with an exhausted sort of precision, slashing and stabbing in a flurry of red, and soon appendages - and a few heads as well - were falling from rotted bodies.

She had dispatched at least seven and rendered five or six unable to walk when she leapt back behind the men with their guns. A significantly wider gap now separated the two groups, and Rue was panting heavily, obviously unable to continue without more rest. She managed to shout between gasps of breath, "If we are going back... Now would be... A good opportunity!"