Wild Swinging, go!

Not letting the Brood Fly take the initiative, Julie rushed in, wildly swinging the crowbar in a **** attempt to kill her foe. Despite her bravado at going toe to toe with a monster, she was a complete novice when it came to fighting. She swung left and right, whiffing each time as the Brood Fly evasively buzzed around. Getting more and more panicked, Julie amped up the speed of her attacks, starting to pant from the exertion. Yet she lucks out and manages to land a blow on the creature, hitting its abdomen in the side, making it burst. The Brood Fly falls to the ground, dead, leaving Julie gasping and flushed with pride.

"I did it.... I did it! Yes! Take that you stupid bug!" Julie excitedly exclaims, striking a victory pose. After catching her breath, she turns to leave. "Ok, keep it together... Still gotta make it ba-"

She cuts herself short, mouth agape in shock as she notices her little fight had an audience. Due to the rush of adrenaline, Julie failed to notice the OTHER Brood Flies that had approached. There were five others, two on the ground and another three stuck to the wall of an adjacent building, all of them staring right at her. How could she forget Brood Flies always travel in packs?

Julie was frozen in fear, her survival instincts flipping between fight and flight. With her hesitating, the Brood Flies begin to advance.