In a fight, communication was important, but action was even better. Out of his periphery, he saw her take down the ones on the right, and grinning slightly, he turned his attention to the cave wolf in front of him. A pick axe wasn't ideal, but it was better than nothing. It meant he had to get close the wolf, who had quicker reflexes than him. It took herding it into a corner to dispatch of it, but it had taken a lot more work than he cared to admit to.

"Don't suppose you have another one of those?" Ty asked, a bit breathlessly as he headed back towards her, gripping the pickaxe tightly.