Ando couldn't hardly see anything much less a person lurking in the shadows. That didn't mean he was any less attentive, infact it meant the opposite. His grip on the sword was white knuckled, his brows furrowed worriedly.
"My name is Ando Masahashi." His Japanese accent was thick, but he understood enough English to realize that Caleb probably didn't care what country he was really from. "I will stop you." This was incredibly stupid. But he was hoping that somehow by using Kinsei's sword he would be able to harness some kind of strength. "I will be a hero." Ando ran at him with all intentions to run him through.