The monsters recognize this one. The smell of their own's blood is still on her axe. And she's carrying fresh meat, meat barely gone cold. It's too much to resist.

They begin to flank her, trapping her in a circle and standing their ground. Without the strange atmosphere tampering with their powers, they are confident and coordinated as hyenas. The biggest one sets itself in front of Karis, standing a few feet away, waiting for her to make the first move.