[ . . . Um holy shit that's crowded?! Not sure what to make of any of this, Elda looks around for the most likely looking blunt object to be ready to strike out, either at the llama thing here if needed, but also with the monster that just appeared behind them. And she also skids a foot back, to urge Elizabeth into what she hopes is a more secure position. ]
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Alright, gents, so what now?!