He glanced over and noticed the energy building on Kazuya's palm, but thinning the herd was more important. He slashed, and stumbled, sword simply stabbing through the demon instead of the swipe he was going for.

It didn't matter. It didn't matter that the demons tore at him, only that he could kill them.

He was about out of energy, though, muscles starting to grow tense and not responding like they should.