It isn't often Guts gets to glimpse a literal ninja go full tilt on some enemies - it was nice to have some companions to fight with. He fell back on his own ranged weapon of choice - his repeater crossbow. Just turn the crank, aim, fire a bunch of arrows into people's eyeballs.

Unfortunately, the bolts he had were far too short to lend to her, so he'll join her in pulling out whatever arrows could be scavenged from corpses and dirt.

"Just some nicks and bruises on our end. Two of the oxen got lost over the cliff," he says it unceremoniously, rather used to counting up casualties after a skirmish like this.