Rin was swearing up a storm. Again. Those damn Unversed were already annoying, but the new ones Vanitas let loose were giving him trouble. One was already on his back, clawing as his shoulder and neck while another was attempting to trip him up. He slashed wildly at them, attempting to get them off by blade or flames, though for the moment nothing seemed to be working quite how he wanted it to.

"What the hell are these things?!" he screamed, crashing to the ground rather hard behind the counter. That actually gave him enough leverage to throw his legs out and kick one of them in to the wall so hard it dented the drywall, and grab the other off his back in order to toss it aside.

He stood, shirt torn and skin clawed raw and bloody, growling lowly as his anger only rose at the situation and at Vanitas. Roxas had him covered for the moment, though, that pillar of light seeming to head right for him.