[ To be entirely honest, Yamato is quite excited when it comes to situations like these. Just like his master, he doesn't mind cutting away the limbs of his foes but this time it's to help a random stranger. The extra limb must be troublesome considering the male doesn't want any sorts of anesthesia to numb the pain but why would a sword care about that?
So it doesn't take long for Yamato to arrive, the harpy knocking against the door that's already open. He peeks inside of the housing and with a chirp in his voice. ] Excuse me, would DISASTERLEO be in? [ He doesn't know the name of the male that needs assistance, but he can here something or someone falling over. ] Huh? I wonder where that came from.
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So it doesn't take long for Yamato to arrive, the harpy knocking against the door that's already open. He peeks inside of the housing and with a chirp in his voice. ] Excuse me, would DISASTERLEO be in? [ He doesn't know the name of the male that needs assistance, but he can here something or someone falling over. ] Huh? I wonder where that came from.