The fight was leaving Marluxia, Lumi knew. He was being pushed back, forced to defend instead of attacking. He wasn't used to using so much Chakra so consistently and he hadn't fought with a melee weapon in a long time. Long enough to be unused to the physical exertion required to keep it up for a long period.

Lumi upped his attack slightly. A worn-down opponent often had the ability to dredge the limits of their power more effectively when the going was getting tougher. He wondered if Marluxia was one of them.