Their whines now made him feel guilty as well as angry. The Werewolf didn't have much influence over him yet, but that night he had been transformed into an animal was burned into his memory. He knew they were just trying to provoke him, but he still couldn't shake the feeling.

It was just enough to distract him, so that he hesitated when the fallen minions began to twist and move again. For a moment he wondered if it was DG Cells, if that horrible thing had somehow come back again. But no, it was the magic of this place. He couldn't afford to be scared or guilty!

But he regained his focus too late. He managed to block the attack, but in doing so his katana was knocked out of his hand. He tried to recover, but if the minions moved fast enough they would have a clean shot.