[ She's brought her arms up at this point, covering her head as she tries to shield herself from the spindly, gross...everything. Kicking at them best she can to keep them away. Through her arms she watches Hawke, moving with impressive speed and precision, an arrow from her companion pinning one of the spiders by Angel's feet to the ground with a disgusting splat, it's green blood speckling her calves. When Hawke calls over to her, she calls back ]
no subject
I've never fought in my life!
[ And who the heck is "serah"? ]