"I'm sorry... I wish we could see better," she says quietly. She'll have to heal him when they land.

She's managed to slap a few of these abominations out of the sky, but there's more than she anticipated. She can't get them all, she can't see them all.

She grunts when they go spiraling again; things are rapidly becoming more disoriented, but she can see things going after his wings, and it makes her shift around enough in his arms to start jabbing, stabbing, and slapping as hard as she can at these creatures; she manages to spear at least one, and she flings it down towards the ground.