Panic and Haste

"WHAT JUST HAPPENED! I BLOCKED YOUR ATTACK! HOW ARE YOU HERE!? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE BURNI-"

*Sqrish*

"Shut up… Your annoying ass voice is making me lose what little humanity I have left..." 

Moby spoke with a purple, deadly glint in his bloody purple eyes, a serious expression on his rapidly regenerating burnt, black and red face, blood flowing down from various scars, especially around his right eye that had completely exposed flesh, his face almost unrecognizable, his teeth clenched tightly as he delved his sword deeper and deeper into her brain, infusing his depleted demon energy into his sword as soon as it regenerated, his powers still being fueled by her emotions, his burnt armour in complete tatters, black burn marks and exposed flesh clearly able to be seen through the various holes. 

"AHHHHH!"