Rareth quickly pulled her hand from the screaming, squirming creature and tossed it aside with the hope that the wound would be enough to incapacitate or kill it. What demanded more of her attention than the creatures was the incomprehensible occurrence with the Agent. Even with her many, many years of experience, she was not quite certain what had transpired. It was a definite reminder that this place was not reality, no matter how convincing it seemed. The creature, by whatever means, disappeared into ash, and Rareth lost 595 in a flash of light that even her own sensors did not adjust to in time. 

The third creature, in the time it was given, did manage to recover from the hit it took and turn on Rareth. It lunged at her, slamming her back against the cave wall with its mandibles latched firmly around her torso. The insect squeezed to try and crush her body between them, but Rareth seemed to have an almost apathetic calm about her. She looked down on it as if it was a nuisance, as she had felt the strength of their mandibles herself during the first attack. She knew well that her armor could hold up long enough for her to take the time to deploy the particle cannon in her right arm, stuff the barrel into its mouthparts, and fire down the length of its body. What happened to the agent was far more interesting to her than killing simple insects.