Well, at least he's got fight in him still. That bodes well, Katrina thinks.
She looks from him to the door, considers it for a second, then grabs her spear again. She slides the tip between the hinge and the wood of the door frame, pushing until it goes in deep and the hinge is only being supported by splintered wood. That done, she leans her spear against the wall, grabs the door, and yanks it. It comes off the hinge. She sets it on the floor none too gently. She's exhausted, which means she's weaker than normal, but still strong enough to pull that off.
Turning to Manji again, she nods.
"Do next task. I am not only person on shift. I help you."
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She looks from him to the door, considers it for a second, then grabs her spear again. She slides the tip between the hinge and the wood of the door frame, pushing until it goes in deep and the hinge is only being supported by splintered wood. That done, she leans her spear against the wall, grabs the door, and yanks it. It comes off the hinge. She sets it on the floor none too gently. She's exhausted, which means she's weaker than normal, but still strong enough to pull that off.
Turning to Manji again, she nods.
"Do next task. I am not only person on shift. I help you."