The lizard lad had dodged, scurrying backwards to put himself out of the kick's range, but Rauchnaut already had a follow up attack in the working. Relaxing his body, he let the kick's momentum plummet him towards the ground, the airborne limb landing to grant him steady footing again; but not even for a fraction of a second did the demon stay still, continuing the wild counter-clockwise spin with his now free left leg, bringing it forth and covering the distance Max had put between them, while cleaving the sword downwards in a diagonal slash, even more power behind this than his first strike.
The opponent's counter simple glaced of the insde of his thigh, meeting armor too tough for it to bite in. His whole body slung with a hasty fevor, the demon's strike would connect before Max had a chance to let all of the arrows out, only one hitting Rauchnaut in the forearm, ricocheting off its rapidly moving target.