Yukimura furrowed his brows, but nodded solemnly. "Hai." He moved over and took Akihime, leading her away gently. "Please forgive me, Akihime-dono." He said softly. Amaya leapt through the trees as fast as she could, leaving a trail of blood behind her as she went, panting heavily as she went, dark circle under her eyes. She only stopped momentarily to dislocate her wrist of her broken hand, yanking the cuff off and relocating her wrist before she continued on, using a healing spell on herself to close the wound.