In the middle of his bow, Tsukinama caught the sight of the incoming attack. His muscles tensed up, and he threw himself to the side, his feet sliding across the pavement in a semi-circle to avoid taking any hits. In fast succession, as the kick at his ribs followed, he bent his body to the side, quickly ducking underneath, and instead slashing the bloodied claws of his right hand after the leg that flew right above him. He attempted to get the knee to weaken her - without mobility, a prey like that would be an easy target.<br/><br/>"I take it you aren't one for formalities." he cackled, narrowing his eyes. Both of his hands, on the first sight casually by the sides of his body, but actually completely tense and ready to spring up to attack or defend, became... Sharper. His claws extended, taking on an almost wolf-like shape, resembling the razor-sharp tips of arrows. The mouth, full of sharp fangs, twisted into a grin.<br/><br/>"Let's get down to the meal, then!" he burst out, and without any warning launched himself forwards. The mass of his body, sheer muscle and bone honed for years to rip flesh and veins, flew through the air at a blinding speed, shifting to the side to guard his chest and abdomen, and instead extending his right arm to skew his claws into her predatory organ and rip it to parts. Even if it wouldn't manage to connect, the velocity of his movement could still knock the ghoul down, or send her a few feet back.