He was taking care of some at least but- dammit. He knew that it was pointless at this rate. The way they were coming at them, the way this was playing out... they were surrounded. He should have protested against this boat making more, he didn't trust it from the beginning, but he went along with it since it was less of a hassle to do just that.

Amakusa turned and he saw Ange being held down, the minion pushing down on her throat and she was trying to struggle against that grip. He went towards her, bringing that knife out and slashed at the one that was on top of her. In an instant he had grabbed her and hoisted her back up, pushing her behind him as he faced the rest of the minions.

"Hey hey- what do you say we call it quits? You know, surrender and we'll go quietly?" he hated this, but it was the best option. He even put on his best smile.