He doesn't spend much time in his weapon form, not with Sharak and not with Ekko, back when the kid was still here. But for all that it's a rare experience, it's still a bit unsettling just how comfortable it is to be a thing. He can see everything, all around him -- Tsuzuki isn't a blur in the corner of his eye but rather in just as much focus as Sharak is, and the wolves, and all the rest of the room (and, for that matter, the dark blur where her hand is wrapped around him). It should be disorienting, but it's anything but.

He might not be able to cast a borderline in his human form, but his rend is clean and sharp as you please. The wolf thing shudders as its head splits -- there's just enough time for the wolf to make a kind of pained howl before it falls away into first a wet puddle, and then nothing. One down.

The other three go mad when their leader falls. Two throw themselves into the doorway, teeth snapping at Tsuzuki and Sharak both. The third slinks around to the side of the bar and disappears from sight.