Inigo quickly retreats, realizing his weapon will be of no use in this fight. He simply sheathes it, standing by a tree. "[i]I can't even scratch her...gods, what can I do?! These guys seem like they have this fight under control, so I could retreat and try to find some civilization somewhere and get more help...or I could try and take out the generators while they keep that girl busy...[/i]" Inigo thinks over this, strategizing like his father would.