*As he nears the entrance, Elbow hears a clamor behind him and stops. Turning back, he sees Falcon dragging Chisel towards the entrance. Behind Falcon, two of creatures lash at one another. Elbow scampers back to Falcon's side. Walking backward so that he can protect against an attack from behind, he uses one hand to help Falcon pull his brother to safety. In the other hand, he grips his spear, keeping it low and at the ready.*

*He hears footsteps behind him, towards the entrance. With a quick glance over his shoulder, he spots Gamine, blood soaked and ragged, heading their way.*

mayhem... we are running like dogs...