Damian didn't have the time to respond to much of anything, whether it was the giant ice bear that appeared or the ice birds attacking it. The demon was too busy swinging at him, the Striker Blade he rode upon twisting and turning and doing all kinds of mid air stunts to avoid swipes from it's clawed hands. After a couple minutes of this, he spotted an opening and took it, soaring under one of the giant hands and creating twin Doom Blades that slashed two giant gashes in the Demon's side. As it roared in pain, he spun around on the other side and dismissed the giant blades. "Ragnarok Blade!" A single massive blade hung in the air above the demon, taking on the appearance of the ancient and legendary Ragnarok Blade itself before dropping on the Demon, pinning it in place. 

As it roared and struggled to break free, the giant blade sunk deeper into the ground for another five seconds before erupting into a geyser of sword blades which in turn exploded. Damian smirked as the smoke hung in the air, positive he'd finished the job. At least, until he heard the sound of a giant arm swinging through the air towards him. He ducked just in time to avoid worse than loosing his balance for a brief moment, then he was back to dodging. [i]Damn it, I thought that would do it. I don't want to unleash Judgement Strike with the others so close, but I might not have a choice.[/i] Spinning under another swipe, several large blades fall towards the Demon, splitting at half way into at least thirty blades each. "Blade Fall Omega!" They rained upon the Demon like the sky itself wouldn't stand for it's existence.

Taking advantage of the small amount of time he had, he bought himself some height and spun his cutlasses and held them both to one side, charging magic energy before charging forward. "Judgement Strike!" As he fell towards the demon, he seemed to turn into a sword blade himself, striking the Demon forcefully, causing it to stumble back. Damian had raised his cutlasses above his head and the giant blades coming from it were different, pulsing black magic energy as they were held there. An orb of it formed above them, growing in size for several seconds before he swung downwards, the magic energy exploding as it made contact with the Demon. As the dust billowed around him, he hoped he had finished it off, that they could rest.

He couldn't have been more wrong as the Demon's attack hooked him from the right side and sent him flying, shattering the Striker Blade he'd been on and sending him sliding across the ground. When he stopped, he groaned loudly. "Well, that bloody hurt..." He was panting heavily and there was blood coming from his head and along his right arm as he stood and began to walk towards the Demon again.