It took her a moment to realize what had happened. She'd gone for the tazer but the Weevil was faster. Its claws had lashed out but Martha didn't feel very much. Thing were a bit blurry, her body was less steady, and for some reason breathing was a bit harder.
She heard Jack yell and felt a pain shoot through her. She pushed it down trying to ignore it. Her hands went for the tazer on her belt and she tried to move forward but for some reason movement was more difficult. "Hey..." the words came out weak to her own ears. SO she tried again. Her arms were outstretched, the tazer in hand. "HEY! Get off of him!" she was trying to get the weevil's attention. She pulled the trigger, the cables shooting out and attaching to the creature. If nothing else she now had its attention. Moving might be an issue if it came at her again...