[He goes quiet, studying the chains. Then his right arm. Flexing his hand slightly. The chains don't seem as sturdy as the metal making up his fingers and palm - enough to keep someone restrained, but not enough to stop whatever this is.]
[A nod, and Shiro kneels, gripping the chain links in his right hand. Then... squeezing. As hard as he possibly can. Until the sound of cracking metal fills the air.]
[First one of Vyng's hands, then the other. Until both are broken.]
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[A nod, and Shiro kneels, gripping the chain links in his right hand. Then... squeezing. As hard as he possibly can. Until the sound of cracking metal fills the air.]
[First one of Vyng's hands, then the other. Until both are broken.]