Great plan, Dixon Daryl's only concern had been getting that kid out of danger. He hadn't thought much past that, or how he would actually deal with the thing. He'd had his knife out, trying to stab it made sense. Then he saw the kid's sword go right through it. "Shit. Shit. Shit!" He started to backpedal a bit. "Hey, kid! Get the fuck outta here!" He glanced behind him then back at the figure. "I ain't that easy to catch, mother fucker!" He turned on his heel and bolted down the hall.
Ok so he really had not thought this out very well at all. He'd just kinda assumed if it could touch them, they could touch it. Now that he knew that wasn't going to work he had to figure something else out, but he was quickly running out of options. Before he could figure something out the demon caught up to him and he felt it shove him full force into the wall. That was gonna leave a mark. Daryl was used to fighting so he regained his footing quickly and acted on a hunch. IF the sword didn't connect...
He ran full sprint straight at the thing and as he expected he went right through it. That did NOT feel good and he almost fell but managed not to as he ran back toward where the kid had been. Maybe his apartment was close and they could get inside it.