Hiei gave a slight smirk. When he spoke again there was an element of amusement hinted in his even tone. "I suppose I should be grateful you've gotten faster. I'll be sure to return the favor the next time you let your guard down." Hiei wasn't big on forming alliances and such, but he made a point to repay any debt he owed. The way he saw it, he owed Anaka a favor now.<br/><br/>Where they were now, Ayl and Sam were just around the corner of the next building. "We shouldn't have to worry too much," he said, "From what I saw it was just low and mid-level demons. For some reason the high level demons don't want to show themselves lately." He looked at her, "The real problem will be how many there are. So there's no point in wasting any more time."<br/><br/>Hiei attempted to time himself: Around the corner, kill one demon; three cuts, another demon; six cuts, two more  demons; one cut, one more demon; stabbed through the heart. What was that, a second and a half? He couldn't be sure. Maybe he should learn to count by milliseconds.<br/><br/>When he was back in view again he was standing somewhere closer to Sam than Ayl, as it looked like she needed a bit more help than the more experienced fighter. Hiei turned to the red head and rested the blunt of his blade against his shoulder. "Need a hand?"