Jane fought against everything, her mind mentally trying to pull her from its trance as she heard Wyatt's scream. "STOP IT!" She yelled, falling to her knees. Creatures around her focused on her, baring fangs angrily. "ENOUGH!" She picked up her bow, sending an arrow flying towards the beast that had mesmerized her.
Something inside Jane snapped as she found her feet again. Her dagger found her hand and watched the leader's body fall. Somehow, she knew the larger beast had been the leader. Instinct drove her to the ground as one of the other creatures leaped over her. Tails slashed in her direction and she barely avoided the one aimed at her head. A small cut oozed blood from her cheek and she let out an animalistic screech of anger as she charged towards the beasts with only a knife.
She was seeing red. Her dagger slashing in all directions as she ducked and dodged in cheetah-like motions. Beasts fell before her, Jane barely noticing the little cuts she was accruing. Jane tackled the beast on Wyatt's shoulder, eyes full of loathing. Grabbing the nose, she ignored a tail whipping towards her back. A shallow cut sliced into her and she angled the beasts head up. The dagger in her hand flashed, the beasts neck severed.
Jane rolled to her feet, crazed and searching for her next target.