He catches them the moment they pass through the bars, the mingled scents of blood and rot almost overwhelming as she throws herself against the door, and he knows that she can't hold it for long, even as strong as she is. He deftly manages to unlock the cage from the inside, letting the door swing free, moving towards the weapons cabinet with purpose.

Whatever followed her back, he's not meeting them unarmed.

"What happened," he asks sharply, broadsword in hand as he moves towards her, prepared to greet whatever was on the other side. "How many?"