Wanda ducks behind another pile of boxes and waits until she hears the guard fall and River call to her. Though she dashes out as fast as she can, it feels like she's moving at half-speed. She can't get there quickly enough because this never should have happened.

Brothers really do take so much looking after.

"Not without you." And maybe with a side helping of Avengering - the slaves could take this ship somewhere else if the buyer and his guards were indisposed, right? But family is, as always, Wanda's first priority and she fires one hex bolt to strike and corrode the chains, then gestures sharply twice to take care of the shackles.

She reaches for his hand to give it a reassuring squeeze. This isn't the place for a group hug although it's sorely wanted. "Is that all? Can you run if you have to?"