The surviving monsters scrambled over the barrier, lunging at her.

Growling deep in its massive chest, the monster scrambled to its feet, glaring at the woman.

The monster scrambled forward.

The monster scrambled toward it.

Tables overturned, chairs skidded aside, as the men and monsters scrambled to get out of harm's way.

Grundy jumped on, spreading his body as well as he could to intercept what dim light there was, and the monster scrambled out of the cave.

But then the moonlight intensified, and the little monster scrambled farther under the seat.