The smelly man looked at her, and said, "Shut up, or I'll knock you unconscious, before knocking you up."

Akio crept nearer, sliver eyes narrowed...

(Can he massacure the camp?)

(You can kill this dirtbag that is likely going to try to****** Myra)

(Yay.)

Akio strode across the camp grounds, the rippling shadows caused by the fire proving excellent cover for the movement. He wove the shadows into a sharp appendage as he settled on his first target.

The man thought he heard something, so he pushed Myra down inside his tent, then turned around, gun raised.
(Not that it will do any good...)

Akio chuckled. "Heh," He materialized out of the shadows, silver eyes flashing. "Fool. Coming to these lands is the last mistake you will ever make."

The greasy man fired several shots at Akio, and, though the shots were right on target, none seemed to hit.
(His pistol is suppressed, so the rest of the camp was entirely unaware of this.)

Myra snapped her ropes with a yank, then knocked the guard down with a leg sweep. she cut the ropes on her hands rose, then proceeded to start punching the guard like crazy, also disarming him.

The man slashed at Myra with his knife, the blade digging deep across her chest.

Myra cried out and punched him in the face, knocking him out cold. she blinked in suprise at her strength, then painfully searched the tent for medical stuff or pain meds or something.