Cursing herself as the chatter that comes over the channels is increasingly urgent, Dalme Goe Fuhqe pulls back from her position, keeping the pistol trained on the approaching creature as she did so, and quickly attempted to hurry out of there.
"This is Dalme Goe Fuhqe speaking!" She shouted over an open channel. "If you are not engaged with a native, help the nearest person in distress. If you are in danger of being engaged, disengage and either fall back or help those near you. If you are engaged, hold out, keep your lines open, and help will find you. I need affirmatives from everyone, okay?"