Raphael heard the little demon yell that he needed help and looked in its direction. The moment he was distracted a damned soul came up behind him and planted the rusty dagger it was carrying through his left shoulder. Raphael dropped the sword in his hand with a pained grunt and spun around cutting a path crossed the creatures chest. As it fell, he reached down with his still good arm and retrieved his sword sliding it into its sheath. He reached behind his back and pulled the dagger out with a grunt. He had never liked daggers they where to short for his liking although they did have one good quality. He spun around and threw the small blade with all his might, already getting into his stance. His good arm out in front blade at the ready. As the dagger bounced off the greater demon he yelled out " hey ugly, wanna know what your insides look like."