Shu thought he could probably squeeze by and get through the crowd to the bad guy, but then he’d be leaving Takeshi behind and that would be risking a lot. He would be risking his brother getting mobbed just to catch some guy they had no qualms with in the first place. Hoping he might end up winning by himself for once without Takeshi having to help him, he tried to help him instead of focusing on his own opponents before going ahead and trying to fight off the ones who were coming at him. Actually helping his brother for once definitely helped his confidence, but the number of guards was definitely going to throw him off by a hell of a lot. He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do to fight off the swords but he was definitely going to fight them off for as long as possible, “Ah! How do I be careful with sharp, pointy things??”

Managing to get one guard away from Takeshi was encouraging, but they were still coming at them and they were going to be in trouble if they didn’t manage to fend them off. They shouldn’t be too strong, but he wasn’t going to underestimate them and end up sliced up and captured because he got careless. Throwing himself around to face the incoming guards to assist their own, he quickly dashed at one and made a grab for their arm, throwing them down and around into another before they could draw their sword. He didn’t want to get touched by them and had to get through them at the same time so the only way he could think of getting passed them was to throw them all away. Lowering down quickly as more came in, he got down on his hands and dashed out of the way from a kick, headbutting the guard in the side as his leg was brought down.

He couldn’t care right now that he wasn’t fighting the typical way he was supposed to, showing how unsportsman-like he was being just now. These guys were using swords so it was completely unfair for them to do so, definitely making him look like the better fighter. Even after hitting them hard they still weren’t going down. Quickly looking to Takeshi, he gasped when he blasted the building open some more, lowering his head quickly before dashing straight for the hole. The guards continued to try and make a grab for them, trying to punch and cut off his path. Jumping to the side and throwing himself around, he gasped when a sword cut the side of his arm before he rolled out of the opening, barely managing to avoid a grab.