Orin rebounded from the blow, and leapt at the demon again, but instead of tackling him, he tosses him up in the air and flaps his wings. As soon as he is air-borne, he grabs the demon, and after a two second mid-air struggle, ends up placing his knee on the back of the demon's spine, hitting the ground and probably shattering the spine. He then flipped the demon over and still saw signs of life in its eyes...which angered him to no end. He bared his claws and started to leave gashes in the demon's body with each swipe. He got up after two minutes of straight mauling, and looked himself over, his eyes analyzing the excess blood on his legs, wings, and hands. "I remember...." was all that came out of his mouth and a lone tear fell down along with his knees. He clawed at his shoulders in rage, not nearly enough to be serious, but it hurt. "I can't stay with anyone, or they leave me...I can't remember anyone, or they'll die on me...why me, why her?!?" he roared, almost on the edge of becoming feral.