D can stop and fight, or he can keep Sharon safe. They're too fast for him to do both, and her horrible-smelling blood means she won't simply be a bite victim, she'll be a corpse or a vampire.

"Their pets will be here soon. Set anything you can on fire." D has to raise his voice to be sure he's heard over everything.

The greenery that's around isn't dense, and the humid air means it won't burn easily, but they don't have a ton of options in the moment. D can hear the large paws and breathing of the children of night.

The air is split with what sounds like repeated concussive bursts from the direction they fled, sounds felt more than heard.