Armand
In all honesty as Aikura fell to the ground he was truly pushed back - he was pushed back in a way he never had been before; sure, he'd trained a lot as a child and since he'd become a genin but this was the only time he's ever felt like this.

He felt helpless and weak seeing how fast Ishin easily deflected his attack, Sugata o kesu: Yūgure no rakka had been designed to be one of the strongest moves he had in his arsenal. 

Doing a flip to regain his balance he entered another stance with his three tanto's, holding them in the same way he'd done before, "Sugata o kesu: Yūgure no rakka...," He mumbled as he stepped back into the mist.

"I will hit you with this next one!"
Michael
*Sheathing his wakizashi Ishin places a hand on his katana.* "I hope so. . .I mean technically you hit with me with both, its just you have to hit me enough to bust through my armor technique. Frankly even getting hit once or twice really takes a lot of me." *He shifted his feet.* "So you need to come at me enough that you drain my body of the technique, make since?"
Armand
He could see Ishin-sama through the mist, he'd hit him in the same spot twice now; like he said, that armor technique was a drain to keep up - all he had to do was push through and make sure to break the armor technique.

It bothered him a bit that Ishin had decided to pull out the katana, was he finally going to take his onslaught seriously? He'd known Ishin for just a short time but he could already tell what kind of person he was, he loved competition and would never let himself lose... Especially not in something like this.

"Sugata o kesu: Yūgure no rakka...," Dashing out of the mist he moved faster now, he needed to push through whatever counter Ishin-sama was about to use.