Here goes: Bladwithe's ears pirked up at the sound behind her. She whirled around to see a pair of elegantly clad rat sentries, both bearing spears and short swords. She stepped toward them, she unsheathed her sword from over her shoulder, glad that it had not rusted to the sheath in the flood, and stood ready for battle. She heard the shaft behind her rumble and she leapt ant the rats.
Krylin and Grint weren't ready for this sudden attack. Thinking quickly, Krylin somersaulted to the side and drew his short sword, rushing back at Bladwithe. Grint shot his spear up, preparing to block the attack.