The stench of the creatures blood almost made Shula want to gag. The blood in itself was putrid to begin with but her sensitive nose made it worse for her as she fought to keep her footing. The beast screeched in pain and rage, blood sloshing to the ground in a thick red puddle. Shula steeled herself and it began to erratically attack, it's limbs flailing and lashing out, seeming to target both Shula and Faelan. The woman honestly had no idea how they would manage to kill this thing. The facility hadn't given the woman any weapons due to her cranky manner that day. They had declared her a "temperamental liability."<br/><br/>The team work that Faelan and Shula were displaying right now didn't really sit well with Sam. The loud speakers in the pit blazed to life as he said, "What's wrong with you two? Both of you get your head in the arena and focus!" He said, pushing the both of them. It was clear they were both getting they're asses kicked. Shula kept clawing, blowing fire, and stabbing the demon with her tale but since it required her getting so close to the creature she was being constantly slammed on the ground, pushed, and had avoided being grabbed thus far.<br/><br/>"Take out it's arms you idiot!" Shula yelled to Faelan, narrowly avoiding a foot trying to stop on her.