Semyon dropped to one knee, then launched himself upwards, open palm striking the creature before him square in it's ephemeral jaw. The thing stumbled back from the blow, only to suffer a second as the Wight's closed fist hammered suddenly down from above. Driven low, the creature offered only a brief struggle before a booted foot drove into it's back, submerging it under the waters to finally be taken away.

Most recent threat dealt with, Semyon fell back to the edge of the shore, taking the opportunity to glance over at Daisy... And at Max.

He saw the reaper's look before the most recent attacker jumped him, and as he continued to struggle against the dead 'things' her efforts drew forth, he became more and more aware of just what it had meant.

She seemed scared of Max-or-Thadd... She [i]was[/i] scared of him, moreso than of Semyon, it seemed. It didn't seem like she had brought him over here, or that he was exactly willing even if she had. There was a problem between them, and even while Max-or-Thadd took to the Wight's flank in defense, his attentions seemed focused more and more of Daisy behind them.

It wasn't good.

"Watch your side!" Stepping behind the man, Semyon batted away the grasping arms of another creature with a quick snap of his own. Lunging forwards, he managed to snag the thing's sides in both hands as it tried to fall back, switching momentum to instead haul it towards himself. He lifted the creature back and up, pausing for a moment as he nearly overbalanced, teetering back and forth before sliding a foot forwards and slamming it hard into the water before them. It hit with an echoing splash, droplets chill even through his coat as they spattered his form.

"Focus comrade." He kept position on Max-or-Thadd's right now, fending off the newest creature that had moved in to attack even as he dispatched the previous. "They wait to see us distracted. Keep watch ahead!"

And then he was tied up with grasping limbs and shadowy forms once more, unable to keep a strong eye on the man beside him. He had to hope Max-or-Thadd would choose to focus on these creatures around, and leave off his anger for Daisy until later. She was their way home, and she was the one who seemed most capable of doing something about Fenris. No matter what he thought of her, or what she thought of him, right now she was the only VIP in the room.

Which meant Semyon couldn't allow anything to threaten her. Not Fenris in the land of the living, not these creatures of shadow in the land of the dead... and not his own comrade, who right now fought beside him.