Take advantage of the moment and dart toward the smaller one with a quick and aggressive attack.

From Create Your Own Story

You ignore the demand to stay still and, instead, draw your blades, charging in one swift, flowing motion toward the smaller beast. You catch her off guard, abruptly lopping off both of her skinny little arms, the impact hurling her wounded body into the ground as she yells with shock. "Agh! Mum.. help!" she pleads as you approach her quivering, vulnerable, dismembered little body. Her eyes gaze up at you with terror and dread, but you focus coldly toward her, plotting your finishing blow. Without hesitation you raise your blades and plunge them downward into the little one's throat, severing both her carotid arteries, leaving her to gurgle and drown in her own blood.

Satisfied that your first target is down, you begin to turn toward the other, readying your blades only to find that as you twist your body, your legs remain stiffly planted in the ground, and your torso goes twirling apart from them. The taller one, in her feral fury, had managed to move in on you before you could make your move against her and, with the strength of a desperate mother, she used her crooked claws to easily rend your top half from your bottom half. Your blades fly from your hands as you let out a soft moan of regret, your upper body landing on its back, your organs trailing along the snow from your legs which have now flopped to the ground.

You are now the one gazing up with terror and dread, only to see the cold eyes of your killer filled with hatred, ready to avenge her fallen daughter. You utter no plea for mercy or remorse, but merely shut your eyes as she lurches toward you. Your last thoughts of your sister Elizabeth are cut short as she plunges her long claws down into your eye sockets, grinding them into your brain and quickly bringing your consciousness to an abrupt halt.

~Victoria Is Dead~