A wave of fear goes through Loki at what his brother signs but he manages to keep himself still, moving the hand he had signed with slowly--oh so slowly to pull one of his knives from where it was tucked into a one of the inside pockets of his jacket. His movements were slow and he paused as he listened for the creature behind him, finally getting the knife free.

The fingers he had against the ground curled and a few rocks were carefully picked up as he looked across at his brother again.

'Run' he mouthed before dropping a knee to the ground to steady himself and swinging his arm to throw the rocks, hitting a nearby sign with them and causing an echoing ring to fill the air.

A sound that was quickly echoed by the shrill cries of the creatures.