[Hayame is glad that Amos has his gun back, too- especially because it fires far more rapidly and accurately than the matchlock rifles her own world considers the most breaking edge technology. Thankfully, with the two of them working in tandem, the monsters thin much faster, her polearm handling those closer as she gladly leaves more varied range to Amos...
When Akua calls for aid from within the room... Hayame looks between the few remaining monsters and what she can see over her shoulder of the bindings, thinking just a moment before-]
I'll leave the rest to you.
[And that gun. Hayame awkwardly backs up a few paces rear-first into the room before she can get her larger frame free of the doorway to turn around, but once she does she reveals streaks of strange colored blood on her skin and hide, her polearm dripping before she flicks the monster viscera off it and moves to Vander's side, eyeing Akua. She must be doing something magic, so...]
Vander. Pull your arm free the moment you are able.
[Jinba were strong enough to carry multiple men on their back, and even a mare could crush a man's skull in her hand... but the angle of his restraint was difficult for her to get leverage on. With a grunt, she puts away her polearm and curls her foreleg until she can awkwardly get it on top of the table holding the prisoner, bearing her weight down... and providing contrast to the grip she has on the strap with her hands. Gritting her teeth, she stops supporting her weight on her other foreleg to put it all on the table, pulling up on the brace until it's anchoring begins to give, squealing and creaking until-
Finally, it snaps and comes undone, freeing room for Vander to wrest his arm out.]
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When Akua calls for aid from within the room... Hayame looks between the few remaining monsters and what she can see over her shoulder of the bindings, thinking just a moment before-]
I'll leave the rest to you.
[And that gun. Hayame awkwardly backs up a few paces rear-first into the room before she can get her larger frame free of the doorway to turn around, but once she does she reveals streaks of strange colored blood on her skin and hide, her polearm dripping before she flicks the monster viscera off it and moves to Vander's side, eyeing Akua. She must be doing something magic, so...]
Vander. Pull your arm free the moment you are able.
[Jinba were strong enough to carry multiple men on their back, and even a mare could crush a man's skull in her hand... but the angle of his restraint was difficult for her to get leverage on. With a grunt, she puts away her polearm and curls her foreleg until she can awkwardly get it on top of the table holding the prisoner, bearing her weight down... and providing contrast to the grip she has on the strap with her hands. Gritting her teeth, she stops supporting her weight on her other foreleg to put it all on the table, pulling up on the brace until it's anchoring begins to give, squealing and creaking until-
Finally, it snaps and comes undone, freeing room for Vander to wrest his arm out.]