He takes it, and looks around for more things. The cables are still electrified, that's something...

The Hyena steps over the cables with a look of distaste, but they doesn't serve as a barrier. Until one of the snares draws tight around a hind leg, which does. The goblin has a long line with far too much freedom of movement but is, technically, tied to a tree. Still coming at them.

Aaaaaaaaaaa electricity do your thing please while he dodges and weaves around trees—

Goblins don't really run on biology the way animals do. Electricity's thing isn't stopping the Hyena's heart or making its muscles spasm; it's just going to represent an annoying elemental charge and an even more annoying modernity.

The mad scrabble around trees is working, barely. There's no way of telling in advance how securely the monster's hind leg is caught. But eventually the Hyena runs out of slack with a jerk and a snarl. It starts retracing steps while trying to slide the loop off. Matthew swings his improvised weapon, and it connects but what's left of the glamour shatters. He drops the stick of wire and backs away from the canine.

"Good time to shoot it in the face," he comments.

He unloads the gun in the direction of the thickest remaining group of ghosts, and reloads it with actual ammunition.

"Get more loops around it!"

"On it," he says, and starts doing it (and maybe when he's out of sight of the Hyena he can get these loops to be slightly longer than they really are?).

If he wants to spend the time and power, sure. (And if this glamour breaks, the worst case is that a shortening line slices the Hyena in two. Which would actually be kind of bad.)

Not that much longer. Round and round and round—

Casting loops at the goblin from a distance, most of the lines are too loose to do much. Most isn't all. Especially with the occasional bullet to take its attention away, the Hyena gradually gets more and more tied down.

Okay. Okay, they're wrestling this situation back into control, that's good.

There are fewer ghosts now that the Hyena isn't chasing them toward them. The Shepherd has even gone back to getting rid of them neatly instead of quickly. There are more miscellaneous Others, but nothing has charged them yet and it's a pretty good bet that the Hyena's hangers-on are less of a threat than it is. Keeping them uninterested is taking most of Matthew's attention, though.

He can... probably multitask at also making himself look less interesting? Not uninteresting, that'd probably take more concentration, but...

He might have some difficulty keeping ahead of the the Hyena situation while trying to change his appearance and also watching where he's going.

Tree, tree, branch, snare, tree, paralysis from the legs down, ground. A very indistinct and motionless ghost is echoing "my legs. Why can't I feel my legs."

He doesn't cry out while he's falling, he's trying to be inconspicuous, but shit. No his legs need to move he can't just lie around—

– okay, his legs do move, they just don't feel like they're moving. Or like anything at all. It's more obvious now that he's looking down, but walking will be a chore.

Whatever he has a very good body it's his implement if he needs to—maybe—actually can he—he tries to extend his Sight to his proprioception—

His Sight declines to switch metaphors, and is really more about seeing the rest of the world than himself anyway. He's moving, more of a stagger or a crawl than a walk, but the ghost is faded; he can't have to go far.

A voice calls out "Sam!" and there's a gunshot. The Hyena switches from pushing toward Sadde to just writhing.

And then there's a blinding amount of pain and the feeling of blood running down the side of his face. Another illusory injury– no. Something like a four-foot bear with long claws skitters away and back up a different tree.

Okay now he screams—now the pain is real—his hand raises up instinctively to the affected area—

He feels blood. Sees it too. The Other maneuvers around the low branches and is getting pretty close to directly above him.

—he'll stop focusing on the pain he's been doing this all along he can just pretend it's fake pain and he reaches into a backpack and now he's holding a sword which he slashes straight up.

It is well outside effective swording range but it turns out swords are not an effective deterrent! It drops. It's pretty badly injured, but the most important effect was that the impact made its claws miss this time around.

He reminds himself he doesn't want to kill that thing, whatever it is, and runs away, resuming his looping and trying not to faint.

The Hyena gradually loses its freedom of movement. Sadde has crossed it several times by now, so the main effect of struggling is to strain the cables against itself rather than to actually get away. Matthew ties it off. "We should sit you down and take a look at that before you try talking to the Hyena. Unless you want to look extra dramatic, which probably isn't worth it."

"If it breathes in my face again my face might fall off," he agrees.