While Nita was busy with the arrow extraction, Trunks was busy with his knock-out, and then moved to stand between Nita and the crowd. Just in case.

Blue eyes still narrowed, expression serious as he studied the groups, trying to discern who was involved with what and how best to deal with this. "Try and find the other arrows." Before Trunks was off, heading for a group of about 5 or so laborers. A woman was off to the side, holding a toddler--and the biggest farm-hand had just started to go for a weapon. Trunks had his priorities, at least--keep weapons out of these people's hands.

Too bad no noticed another arrow flying!