It sure was -- Rin, and his small menagerie. Kuro has taken his giant form, and Rin is holding tight to his scruff as the cat monster runs through the chaos. The cait sidhe is wounded, with a few arrows sticking out of his fur and bleeding wounds here and there, but he was a hundreds-year old demon -- it would take more than that to bring him down.

Instead of trying to fight, Kuro bounces on the heads on the larger hunters and their mounts and dashes past the smaller. Nosh flies along next to them, using blasts of brilliant dragonbreath to hold off their attackers. Rin, still blinded and separated from his brother and Shura, can't do anything except hold on for dear life.

"Isn't there anywhere that's safe?!"

Nosh creates a pretty intense explosion with her breath that covers their escape, and Kuro ducks into a nearby building large enough to accommodate him, and Nosh follows. Maybe they could at least catch their breath...