Ren Tadashi
Ren simply blinked and turned, as he registered a new opponent. It was only a white haired human, in some type of armor. As the man scratched the ally way's walls, he simply sighed and turned. To him, the newcomer just reminded him of a cat puffing up its fur-nothing more of a threat. After all, this man was only human-creatures he barely thought were strong enough to bother with. This was a human, no matter how dressed or under dressed he was, or how he feigned to be a sort of demon.
Ren simply turned around, though blocking any escape the other girl had. He spoke, his voice even, and cold.
"Unfortunatly, I have no interest in fighting weak humans." He paused, before adding "Especially one who tries nothing but to seem greater."
With that said, he simply had a bored gaze,as he continued to stare at the shichitou. He wasn't interested in anyone but this demon girl at the moment. He could care less what the other man did. By his observation, he had no weapon, except that sorry excuse for armor he wore. The spikes on it looked sharp, yes but wounds by slashing was not a real threat when you could heal instantly and quickly.