[ Aranea had already taken out one of the things with her lance. It had left her sweaty, covered in dust, and completely confident that they were absolutely too tough for her to make enough of a dent in the population to make this place safe. The only sensible option was to leave, and live to find out what the hell was going on.
As it turned out, one of the apparent drawbacks to switching sides to the good guys happened to be that just leaving got a hell of a lot harder when there were people around who still needed help. She heard a shriek, saw a small body rolling out of the path of one of the things in a whirl of red hair and panic, and was in its path trying to drive it back with a blow from her lance before she had time to consider it. It wasn't enough; it put a little space between the rock monster and the girl, but just seemed to aggravate it.
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As it turned out, one of the apparent drawbacks to switching sides to the good guys happened to be that just leaving got a hell of a lot harder when there were people around who still needed help. She heard a shriek, saw a small body rolling out of the path of one of the things in a whirl of red hair and panic, and was in its path trying to drive it back with a blow from her lance before she had time to consider it. It wasn't enough; it put a little space between the rock monster and the girl, but just seemed to aggravate it.
Crap. ]
Can you run?