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[indent]Jin's compatriots seemed to be doing well from the little glimpses he could ascertain through his periphery. There also seemed to be another female priest who joined them. While sustaining some injury, everyone seemed alive and have dispatched a number of the satanists. While the Korean priest would rather it end with their lives in-tact, reality was cruel. He needed to focus. He cleared his mind and decided to focus on the dual-wielding satanist in-front of him. The satanist seemed more incensed and dangerous after Jin's failed plea. His movements were more reckless; larger openings were more present but his strikes became more deadly as a result. It was as if he wanted to take someone down with him- A suicidal gambit of sorts.

Jin held his tonfa aloft, in a defensive reverse stance. The satanists leap at him with a diving, stabbing motion. In response, the scarred priest sidestepped but the dual-wielding satanist flipped and reversed his grip and slashed at his chest. The wound was shallow, because of his light armour and Jin preemptively diving backwards as the stroke dug into his chest. The newly-formed wound still bled, however. It became more and more unlikely that he'd be able to finish the battle without either risking his life or killing the Satanist. Both options equally horrible for the mild-mannered priest.

The Satanist didn't give him time to formulate any sort of tactic either. He consistently swung as he pushed Jin backwards, the priest had to steady his footing whilst deflecting attacks. Each strike came sequentially and never from the same angle. A diagonal swing with a horizontal swing. A strike that came from opposite sides, an upwards and downwards strike in tandem. Such strikes were employed by his enemy.

Metallic clinks resounded in the room as blows and exchanges ended neutrally or in the favour of the dual-wielder. One seemed to be going for killing strokes while the other seemed to want to avoid doing so, forming a sort of odd stalemate as both danced through the dining room.

A slash coming from two sides was blocked with his grip, a sabaton sunk into Jin's stomach right after. Another upwards stroke followed quickly before Jin could even register he was kicked. The priest was no slouch in the endurance department, the kick not seeming to faze him in the slightest, as he sidestepped the attack. He switched his left baton into a normal grip and, with as much force as he could muster, bludgeoned the Satanist's shoulder. A sickening crunch could be heard as the dual-wielder yelped in pain.

A sword flew to his face. The stroke would've found itself in his eye if not for his animalistic reflexes. He turned his head just enough for it to miss his head, instead it embedded itself into his cheek as it sailed by. He turned his head in the direction of the stroke to minimize the damage but it didn't help much. With a quick hop backwards, blood dripped onto the once pristine floors. Jin clutched his cheek as it began bleeding profusely. The pain was nearly mind-numbing; his brain in over-drive due to the pain but he pushed through it with not so much as a yowl.

Part of the reason why he was hit was because he didn't expect the Satanist to be able to also ignore his shoulders cracking into pieces and still counter-attack. It was an unexpected variable, was it the 'faith' in their mission that gave them such endurance? It was nearly as fervent as the priest's own. The side of his cut mouth pulsed in pain, as he pressed onto it to stave off the bleeding.

Both combatants stared at each other; one's hand was unusable as it hung downwards, arm all but useless with a shattered shoulder. The other had to use every ounce of sheer will-power to not succumb to the pain. Jin also had to drop one of his batons to place pressure on his cheek. It was clear with their ragged breathing and weaker postures that the fight was nearing its end. Even still, both seemed to be looking for openings to end the fight once and for all. With Jim's condition, someone would need to step in to break stalemate in place.
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