He takes the knife, opens it, and leans over her leg. His grip is surprisingly gentle where he touches her leg, tilting it to carefully lift up one of the barbs out of the skin before cutting the straight part of the wire.
Nothing to be done but a slow extraction, and he knows it. It will take time... and it will hurt, but hopefully his familiarity with the kind of trap will make it a little less awful.
"If that is a witch, I hunt. Werewolf, I hunt. Human, I hunt. It does not matter."
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He takes the knife, opens it, and leans over her leg. His grip is surprisingly gentle where he touches her leg, tilting it to carefully lift up one of the barbs out of the skin before cutting the straight part of the wire.
Nothing to be done but a slow extraction, and he knows it. It will take time... and it will hurt, but hopefully his familiarity with the kind of trap will make it a little less awful.
"If that is a witch, I hunt. Werewolf, I hunt. Human, I hunt. It does not matter."
As long as those are his orders, he obeys.