Survival instincts kicked in, and Midii swung her stick. Hard

The tip just barely managed to catch with the spider-like creature, and while it wasn't enough to completely knock it back, it gave her the time and space she needed to dodge. It went left. She went right. Running and stumbling back as fast as her feet would carry her. The fog made escape almost impossible. What is she ran into a dead end? Wasn't she already at a dead end?

Thoughts of this and more swimming in her mind, she barely turned just in time to have the creature attack again. This time, it caught her shoulder. She screamed again, using her stick to swipe it off before it could bite her. It came close; she heard a distinct tearing sound as its teeth caught the shoulder of her jacket, ripping a small bit of the fabric as it was once again thrown off. A series of subsequent blows to the ground followed. Some made contact, others did little more than drain her of energy.

"GET! BACK! LEAVE! ME! ALONE!" She shrieked after each blow, now in a strange place where fear and outright anger were vying for dominance.