As long as they were select with which bars they destroyed, Motochika foresaw no issue. Not that there was time to contemplate the matter.

"I hear it."

A beseeching female voice, crying out for help. He looked to Mitsuhide then Tager, determination in his gaze. Their course of action was clear.

"Let's go!"

Motochika declared, and wasted no time in following Haruka's voice, his shamisen held at the ready. The expectation that Mitsuhide and Tager would follow meant that he spared no glances backward as he pressed onward.