Jin Guangyao keeps a tight hold on Hensheng's hilt so that Sasuke's direct hit to the draugr's centre of mass does all the work for him, and his sword comes cleanly out of the wound. He rolls to his feet with ease afterwards, which either means he's uninjured, or just exceptionally good at masking the extent of his injuries when in combat.

This much he hasn't forgotten--how to fight, how to survive--even if he cannot remember how he knows these things, even if that yawning gap in his knowledge is wreaking havoc on his mind--

The alarming-looking omen bounds to his side, and whatever exchange passes between them is something felt in their hearts rather than shared aloud. "I can fight," Jin Guangyao tells Sasuke quickly, and moves to flank the draugr before it can regain its senses. He sheathes the sword quickly and reaches instead for a loop of what looks like wire, loosing a substantial length of it into his hands. Then he looks to the draugr and seems to be assessing the best angle of approach for getting this wire about its head like a garrote. "If you can hold its focus, gongzi, I can get this around its neck while it's distracted."

And then, he hopes goes understood, they can rip its fucking head off.