Clare
She was almost convinced that she was having a concussion when she saw the body turn into a headless woman, naked. Across from her, the head rolled, resembling a ball wrapped in blue hair, and red liquid.
Mouth open, and eyes wide Clare swivelled to the howl of another wolf. Spine ramrods her body turned instinctively toward a third howl. Caidrian pierced the sword through its heart at the same time the wolf transformed into a man with dark blue hair, and darkish skin.
Further down the Asguardians were almost in her line of sight. Raking her brain for some contingent plan or delay tactic she drew herself away from the fight, careful not to gain unwanted attention herself. Once a few meters away she turned her back on the fight and lifted her hands to flag the Asguardian's attention.