Yuya stops pushing in bubbles, they've largely stopped being effective, and pauses. He looks between the punch ring on his hand and the window. Punch ring. Window.

"Uh." He pulls his fist back, looking around the window for a safe place to slam it into window risking hitting her.

"Please stay back, miss!" He waits for a minute until he has the room, and then swings his fist forward into the car windshield. It cracks immediately, a hole the size of his fist disintegrating into extremely tiny, geometrical pieces.

With a hole in place, Yuya starts pulling on the remains of the window to break it further and open it up so they can pull her through.