Cara nodded, slowly placing her arms upon Tharron's head and resting her face into them, letting out a soft mumble.
"Hush, lamb..." Tharron said, distantly, as he slowly sat. It seemed he did not want to fight, that he would be simply watching. He picked up Cara's slack, though, eyes lighting up, brighter and harsher, as he warded off the grey tide far, far more effectively than his daughter. Additionally, Tharron pointed at the trees, around where some of the beasts were springing from. The foliage twisted, lashing out at the creatures, gripping them and going to hold them down.
No, this wouldn't slay them, but it would aid Rin and the Sentinel in their fighting, even if it was only a little. He trusted they could fight, though. He trusted they could win this fight very easily.