Razor was still blindly slashing at the air above Vireta, anchored into the tree. It was almost, refreshing, to just let go and start hacking and slashing every so often...it was just as satisfying to stealthily kill something without letting it know it was about to die...but this seemed to scratch a different itch. And it was wonderful...so much so that the was forgetting about his teammates and focused more on his pixie slaughter technique. But that was before it happened...<br/><br/>He heard and smelt the fear coming out of the human girl he was trying to save. He almost had no idea what she was talking about it until his acute ears heard the sound...something rushing through the air. He then smelt the smell of the Valparri coming straight for him. And practically on instinct, with no thinking at all, he fell back towards the chair and unhooked his claws on the tree. With a singular motion, he reached behind the tree and swung to the opposite tree, dodging Donchen's attack, but the Ramen kept the motion and momentum up as he did another swing to come back around behind the roguish fox and even did something of a flip.<br/><br/>At one time, his claws hooked back together...one was back on the tree to anchor himself down again, the other flawlessly hooked onto Donchen, he wasn't sure where he hooked him, but he managed to get a good grip. Using his magically strengthened bones, the momentum of his flip, and his anchor on the tree, he flung the walking fox towards a random direction, and got his other claw onto the tree to stay on it.<br/><br/>With that said and done, he looked back down at Verita and felt less pixies around...good. That meant he was putting a dint into them...and hopefully there was less distractions around. He felt around the tree and found the vines that were holding her hands. Quickly he used his sharp claws to cut the vines, hoping not to hit her, but he was smelling blood...that's not good. And it was coming from her, did he hit her while enraged? If so, he would never forgive himself for that, but now wasn't the time to think such things...they were still under attack and had company of unknown visitors...they were everywhere.<br/><br/><i>I'll have to act quickly</i>, thought Razor has he was undoing the bonds on Verita's hands...they needed to get rid of these pests.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>