> Spread our arms out to our sides.
> "Go ahead. Kill me. Make your captain proud of you."
>Sotsu hesistates a moment, and then scowls at you.
>"Then put that sword away if you don't want to get cut up some more," she says, fingering the projectile in her hands.
>At the edge of your vision, you see Murasa yank her anchor chain back and send the weight at its end sweeping out towards the rotor strut. Her aim is good, but you think she's simply moving too fast to make the shot before she tumbles out of range. The wind-conjuring tengu, however, seems even faster. Moving almost at a blur, she streaks towards Murasa with her raven wings drawn tightly behind her. As she closes on the tumbling ghost captain, she falls into a dive and then pulls up sharply behind her, shedding her velocity in an aerial twist. She lashes out with her fan as she does so, the movement hard to make out amid the acrobatics. The effect, however, is obvious. Even as her anchor falls short of the Maiden, Murasa is propelled violently back towards the strut that she just missed.
>On the opposite side of you, Chisato continues to struggle against the other tengu, though it seems a futile contest as her opponent moves to pin the sailor's arms and securely grapple her.
>"Get the... hell... off me...!" she rasps. The fire in her voice seems oddly thin. Or perhaps not so oddly, given her condition.