On her next step, 7 tips her footing just enough to twist her trajectory to the right in silent acknowledgement. The launched bola catches one of the wolves in the jaw and it shrieks, shaking its head. That one's on the left and she leaves it for Ty, instead focusing a swipe of her spear at one of the others. It dodges back and snarls, ropes of saliva hanging off of its jaws.

It lunges at her and she drops her knees and leans back, letting it sail over her, and then thrusts her spear up and through its belly into its chest cavity. There's a strangled, gurgling yelp before it seizes up, 7 straining to tip it to the side as it falls so it doesn't land on her. She glances over at Ty as she yanks her spear back out, hesitating a moment to see if he'd need help taking the other one out.

Behind her, more snarls and scrabbling of nails hail the continuation of the onslaught