Despite the mounting nerves, Beleth actually laughed at Detlef's reaction. Not that she could blame him. She felt 'fuck that' on a very deep, personal level. Every instinct in her says to run, very fast, at the sight of the monstrous abomination charging at them. And she's about to bow to that instinct, when Korrin stops. And it's just like the first time they met, isn't it? Well, that thing is no bear, and she bounces unhappily on the balls of her feet, but she can't just wimp out on this.

"Trapping sounds good. I'll, um. I'll help."

And she controls herself, enough to slide over, get on one knee, and lob an arrow right at one of the mouths of that thing. This is helping, probably.