The combined attacks sent some of the lizards running, but more sprang out, seemingly from nowhere, swarming them. They were too close for attacks, but Neptune began laying into the creatures, fists, feet and elbows impacting scaled flesh. No time to plan any more strategy than 'get them to back off', but as the adrenaline of battle began singing through her veins, she didn't much care. She might hate fighting, but it was a part of who she was, and she was (perhaps surprisingly) good at it.
At Uranus's outburst she spun, driving her elbow into the back of one lizard's skull. They had gotten separated, and Neptune had to shove and fight her way over, not really seeing who or what she was hitting. All that mattered was reaching her partner.