Before the creature can sink its teeth into its target, it's abruptly launched over Varric's head, sailing through the air before smashing into a wall, almost like the ground beneath it were loaded like a spring. It's briefly stunned but otherwise alive, however.

Not an elegant solution by any means, but it saves him, right?

But there's still more of them, and if Varric isn't already up on his feet to keep moving, he'll be offered a hand by a girl who, mysteriously, has not a single weapon on her.

Though, if he has any attunement with the supernatural, he'll see the distinct form of a humanoid, pink spirit draped over the girl standing in front of him. If not, then, well, his new ally looks woefully underprepared to be in the midst of this but to be fair, so is everyone else. No one is prepared for things immune to traditional weaponry!

Trish at least feels confident taking on monsters that don't have a more complex thought process than what these things do, at least. And they're not immortal, which is a huge plus.

"Come on! Dawdle too long and I won't wait for you!"

That's a lie, she would...but he doesn't know that.