What Sonya had in weapons training, she lacked in actual combat experience. Her only real fights were with the Setlas and that was a one on one fight. Here, she was against a pack, dealing with pack tactics, and it was working against her. Pushing herself to try and lash out at the beasts, her position began shifting, further into the horde, cutting off her escape. She didn't even realise, until she felt a clawing slash at her back, cutting the straps. Grunting, she spun around, cutting down the Jaggi that got through, finding to her horror that several more were behind her.<br/><br/>Her armour was in tatters, the leather of her chest falling apart from their assault, but she had no time to worry about that. No, then the slams came. The first one she was able to cut down, but, with them surrounding her, she couldn't get them all. She tried to evade, swing her sword and generally keep her balance, but nearly a dozen beasts doing it at once?<br/><br/>By the time Nat had yelled out, Sonya fell from a slam from behind, she fell forward, the beast still atop her. Grunting, she tried to swing her sword up at it, keeping a grip at the blade, but even cutting that one down, there were plenty more to take advantage of her prone position. She heard Nat's warning, tried to rise and cut her way out of the beasts and run, but it might be too late for the swordswoman.