Natasha/Yelena
She recovered quickly- but it appeared that Yelena had it under control, so to speak. The woman had wrapped herself around her best friend and as Nat stumbled up, she heard Yelena's comment and quirked an eyebrow.
"I'm fine!"
Clint grunted and threw Yelena off, picking up the blade he dropped and slicing at her, but not before Natasha threw her own kick to his side, sending him back. Something about how he stared at her- his eyes turned back and Natasha knew this was not the man she knew.
"What the-" He attacked again, slicing and this time, cutting Natasha in the arm- while he was a shadow before, that was very, very real. She dodged again. And again. All the while looking for a weapon- anything she could use.
And out of the corner of her eye, she saw another woman slice through one of the creatures and watched it turn into smoke.
"Yelena- now would be a good time-" She dodged and let the blade get stuck in the bartop before twisting and getting onto Clint's back, and it was her turn to hold onto him and hoping her sister had a plan- or a weapon.