They burst through the Night Bazaar to a flurry of gasps. Shopping carts squealed and scattered. Tents leaped out of the way, tassels wrapping around them like someone hugging themselves after a bad fright. A rakshasa who had just purchased a snack from a street vendor dropped his food. A smaller rakshasa cackled, swooped down, and ate it.
This sounds so great but the last two sentences-- I CANT---- THOSE WERE HILARIOUS
