Wimena raised the shield, but my before the beast managed to graze its claws across her stomach. The halflin hissed in pain and moved back, the wound beginning too burn. Hopefully it wouldn't be too bad.
The smell of smoke and a flicker of orange caught her attention as alarm shot through her. A fire? Now of all times?! The halfling skirted around the beast and headed outside, turning to see flames engulf the barn. As she stared into the rapidly growing fire, an inkling of an idea sparked in her mind. A stupid idea, granted, but still worth a shot. "What if we trap it in the barn?" Wimena suggested as she turned to those that had run out.