When Kusanagi moved away from him, even if it wasn't a direct effect of the bala, Nnoitra relaxed slightly. He watched as Kadaj moved in towards their opponent, blades flashing. Getting in close to avoid the levitating sword looked to be a good method of limiting Orochimaru's liberal use of it, even if it wasn't one that would work for him. Orochimaru would have to be careful to not accidentally catch himself with his own sword. It would limit his ability to fight back effectively. Good.

The distraction gave him a brief respite, but it was long enough for Nnoitra to focus. What he needed to do didn't require too much in the way of direct Chakra manipulation. It was partly a magical response and partly a physical reflex. Or, at least, it was a concentration of energy that his Hollow largely dealt with instead of him.

He snarled wordlessly as the reason for his pause played out. A bright gold glow radiated from him. A more intense concentration of Chakra emanated from the ends of his severed limbs, stemming the bleeding. From the wounds, new arms sprouted in place of the ones that Orochimaru had hacked off. There was barely a seam where the new replaced the old and each new digit was tipped with a claw as sharp as the ones he already had.

His defense was good, but it wasn't all he had in his arsenal.