Ah shit. Ginko has been kind of struggling here already; without any real combat abilities of his own, he's mostly been trying to stay out of the way and use his spell to entangle the enemies, giving those who may be better-suited to combat a chance to get a hit in.

This is... absolutely not an improvement. Ginko swears under his breath and takes a step back, taking a quick look around for a possible way out. At least a lot of people seem to be getting out alright. "Might-- need some help here!"