Pull yourself together, Johnson, Angelina scolded herself, straightening up as she did. It bothered her that all she wanted to do was get away from these things. She wanted to fight, but how did you fight something that looked so much like your greatest fear?
Like a Gryffindor that's how. Angie glanced at the things again and shuddered, but she wasn't a coward. She wasn't going to run. "Good, so someone's inside keeping it safe. But I'm not the only poor sod caught off-guard by these things. I'll be honest, Michael they scare the shite out of me, but I'm not going to run and hide. I'll help you fight them off."
She lifted her chin, held up her wand and cast reducto, blasting one of the creatures back a good dozen feet. If she could just keep them far enough away from her, maybe she could keep it up.