Despite Erin's commands, the wolf charged again at Edward and Erin chased him, hammering at what she could see of the sheild wall. It really was amazing that she had not yet been killed or knocked unconscious... she hadn't exactly been defending herself very well. Taking this in mind, she slowed and began defending more than attacking.
Her sword was slightly bent, but still usable. She had not yet used her bow, but in such a close fight as this, it would be pointless to attempt it. Her speed on foot would be somewhat of an advantage if the fight had not already been so close, but Erin knew that she had to go with what she had.
Stooping as she ran, Erin picked up a broken spear from the ground and threw it over the shield wall.