He managed to strike a decisive blow against the beast, and briefly watched as he saw the claws rip into the wooden table. Damn. One hit from those, and Masato knew that, even he, with his great constitution, would be on death's doorstep. Thus, disarming the monster seemed like the best course of action for the moment.<br/><br/>However, this was not some sword or the like that could just be knocked out of its hands. That complicated the situation. However, he still had an idea of what he could do to try and weaken it further. He would step aside as he could sense Onbin's approach; and move to a more advantageous position himself.<br/><br/>"Elizabeth! Get the stranger out of here." He'd bark again, no time for niceties, this was a battle here; he did not realize that she was getting back into the swing of things, he just remembered she had been injured, and so his primary concern was her being removed to safety. A close second would be the others all getting out of the kitchen, too... he would deal with this himself.  He had to keep them all safe, and the safest place for them was off the 'battlefield'.<br/><br/>As the other male struck at the wound he had created, a wound he planned to exacerbate, Masato would  change targets on the fly, and lash out with all the fury and power he could put into the improvised weapon, assaulting at the eye with a mighty cleaving motion. He hoped that Onbin's assault would work to his advantage; he would time his blow to come right before or just after Onbin's own.