Ken's dark eyes flitted between the three monstrous dogs; he didn't have the power or the skill to strike them all down at once when they were scattered, but if Hawke could force them closer together that would be different. He could put everything he had into another, stronger jolt and then this would be over. Well. Apart from the beheadings. "I can do it!" he called back to the older man, willing his Persona to begin gathering its power. The entity's metal joints began to spin, whirring while electricity started to spark and crackle in the air. When the moment came, he would be ready.