Although startled to find his brothers already discovered, Aramis recovers quickly. The creatures might know that they are here, but perhaps they don't know just who they are, or what they're carrying.

The male, nearer to him now, shoves Aramis backward, and Aramis uses the space that opens between them to pull the holy water from his pocket. He throws it hard and it shatters at their feet, sending up a plume of sizzling smoke everywhere it touches their bare flesh. It's more distraction than anything, but it should give Porthos time to throw Aramis his weapons.