She's not fond of fighting dirty. Ina's father was one of the most straightforward men in the Eastern Army, and he'd imparted plenty of ideas about honor to her - but Tadakatsu was also still a concerned father who wanted his little girl to be safe, and he'd taught her the techniques they both hoped she wouldn't need to resort to.

The moment of hesitation passes quickly, and her bow snaps up again, arrow nocked and ready. "I don't think we can count on knocking him out. We need to slow him up enough to contain him, somehow."

Containing him might mean knocking a building onto him, or worse, but even the superstrong have their limits, she figures.