Gene eyed the remaining Buers. The fight would pit himself versus ten monsters. Running would be safer, but he wasn't sure if the flock would stay behind and follow. He took a step back and prepared to run.

"Of course they don't. Why else would they attack us?" He had not clue just who Aang was, but to Gene, this was a young boy who had no clue what fighting entailed. "Call your animals back. We're going to attempt a retreat."