Masako acked as she got wrapped up by the tentacles and thrashed a bit, trying to resist them and pull herself free with her inhuman strength but it seemed like these things were insistent. The super busty blonde wouldn't admit it but the concept of what was going on was slightly turning her on; but not enough to be distracted...or give it away.  She'd growl some trying to pull an arm free to punch this time, as it was pinned tightly to her side from the way it'd jerked the weapon out of her hands.  Not the one to ask for help she'd continue to attempt to fight though.<br/><br/>[OOC: No need to roll anything much here: I scored a natural 1 on the die roller and being grappled, even with a light weapon that'd still be a failure to strike. See? 1d20a7 Result: 8]