[It works like a charm— Ori's command of those vines is nothing short of impressive, reminds him of some of the more skilled mages he'd known back home, but there will be plenty of time for compliments later on. He nods sharply once she gives him his cue, barreling forward with both hands clenched into readied fists, and when he closes in, he grabs hold of the vines and pulls with all his strength, yanking the Noctaere the rest of the way out of the air so that it can be slammed against the ground, stunning it just long enough to give himself the opportunity to grab for it's bow.]

Nice work, hold it steady!

[The Noctaere is struggling to break free, but Ori's vines are secure, enough so that Balthus manages to wrench away its weapon and snap it in half, a task made incredibly easy by his brawn. He tosses the broken pieces aside— it doesn't change how dangerous those arrows are, but the creature is going to have a hell of a time shooting them without its weapon.]

Alright— I'm gonna knock it out! Think you can get it tied up afterwards? Then we can make a run for it, get the rest of these folks to safety!