Gamora fell to the ground and scrambled back. As one of the creatures jumped at her, she managed to kick it away from her. But the creature only flew back a few feet and immediately got back up, stalking towards her while the other two did the same.
She backed away until she hit the wall behind her, making it impossible for her to get away. The three creatures cut off any other escape, their large fangs bared and their four sickly white eyes trained on her every movement.
Gamora glanced to a spot behind one of the creatures where her sword laid on the ground, one of the creatures quickly having taking it away from her hands and leaving her defenses. She had left any other weapon at the Milano and she now cursed her stupidity.
The three creatures, looking much like large felines with ruffled dirty coats of fur, hissed at her and walked closer, their long ears twitching on top of their heads. Large claws scraped at the ground as they walked on three toed paws,