Maki yanked back, pulling off a squirming leg that she quickly tossed aside with an alarmed eep when it tried to grab at her face. Call her stupid, but she felt oddly...proud, she'd helped and hurt the beast and- that pride was smushed, quite literally, as three wolves were killed in one fell swoop. No time to scream, just a slam so fierce it nearly made Maki lose her balance and tumble off the cliff side. She scrambled back, peddling away from the edge as her mismatched eyes darted around, not sure where to look, let alone what to do.
If she had taken one leg, what about another? She gritted her teeth, maybe that was what they needed to do, tear the thing apart. For those who had died.