They keep backing up.

Even without having to deal with chasing monsters away as much as possible since they stepped from the Ruins, being kidnapped and having their newest--friend--stolen away has done no favors for their friendliness. They are not in the mood for dealing with this.

"Get ready," they hiss.

Sparks shoots forward to stand between them, electricity arcing between his top and bottom teeth. The sky above seems to be a little darker.

Smells like ozone.