Erel nodded, and let out a particular vile curse under her breath, before setting off at a dead run. Hopefully, her allies could keep up.<br/><br/>It looked like she'd be able to cross the distance without exhausting herself, and slipping into her battle stance early would slow her down. If she arrived before the creature did, she'd take a moment to slice the bindings holding the woman down, starting with her hands; no sense in leaving her the more tempting and easy target.