[The pain, metal slicing through unprotected flesh, makes it hard to tell how fast or how slow it's going. And as Setsuna's not watching, he's unaware. Otherwise, he might have been annoyed.]

[For now, he's blinking up at the ceiling, trying to just focus on the conversation.]

There were a lot of low level, free roaming demons. But there were higher level demons, too. And dimensional pockets. Plus, the ground bled when I cut it. Otherwise, it was dark, barren, and just unwelcoming. But no one was forced to cut into each other when we got there.