Nyla, your friendly neighborhood baker
Sanjo Beach
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The assault had gone well, initially. With their combined might she had successfully managed to bonk this vile man into next Tuesday. Excellent. All they'd need to do next was sweep up the remaining filth in the area and then find any remaining Oja....ah. Her head turned briefly towards Janus. The battle was lost? And so swiftly? She supposed it was illogical to assume that they would be able to single handedly drive off an entire invasion force, but...

All at once her attention and eyes were turned towards the man crawling away. Was it? Could it? Did she dare hope? Nyla compressed her body, retracting the many tentacles and mass into herself as she'd quickly make herself much less of a target, trying to disappear amidst the rocks herself as she'd slide over to where this man was crawling. Even if he wasn't from the Oja clan, saving him would help Janus and he seemed, if nothing else like the leader or someone to follow for the moment.

So Nyla would gently grab the man, tentacles gently gripping him and pulling him behind some rocks.

[color=a187be]"Shhh. Its okay."[/color] She'd quietly whisper. She'd reach for the arrows. Normally it'd be difficult and dangerous to pull them out - they might be the only thing stopping him from bleeding out currently, but she couldn't also just leave them in right now. So with a gentle pull, she'd pull out each arrow, and lay him on her lap. [color=a187be]"Young master, you can rest now."[/color] She'd smile at him, ignoring the fighting going on at the moment.[color=a187be] "Just rest and maybe...have a little bite? Its packed full of nutrients and will make you feel much better quite soon."[/color] She'd offer a small, brightly colored looking cake to the man.

Of course, she'd have no problems force feeding him if he refused.