Try and Take them out with her Rifle

Maintaining the deadly calmness worked into her by years and years of sniper training, Nerra held steady, reloading her rifle as quickly as she could while keeping her eyes trained on the approaching hound Rapi. Even without looking, her fingers quickly fell into the practiced movements and in a matter of seconds, her rifle was ready. She brought it up, stared down the scope and took the shot.

With a dull bang, the bullet shot from the barrel, flying true to strike down the Hound Rapi. The creature let out a noise half between a pitiful whimper and a deranged gurgle, finally free from the Rapi infection.

Nerra didn’t have time to celebrate her victory, as the other hound Rapi was nearly on her already. They moved impossibly quickly, making them ideal for taking out a stationary shooter like Nerra. She cursed under her breath as the hound Rapi launched itself at her, snarling, it’s mouth foaming as though it were rabid.