Auron's counterattack worked exactly as planned...well, more or less. There were a couple of snags, but it served the purpose it was supposed to. However, when he had kicked, it felt as though he had kicked not a suit of armor, but an entire iron wall. Luckily, however, it was not as immovable as an iron wall. If Meats' body didn't give way to his kick and get thrown backward, he might've ended up breaking something. But as it was, he was mostly fine. However he made a mental note never to deliver a blow directly to this demon's gut unless he absolutely needed to gain some distance. He had to remember that this demon did not share his own weakness. A blow to the gut was not going to stop Meats like it would him. He was lucky to escape with just a sore foot. If Meats had been any heavier than he had been, things might be drastically different now. 

Auron did not dwell on these thoughts for long. Instead, he readied his sword, bringing it down to his side. He had just knocked his opponent back, possibly throwing him for a loop. He would need to press the advantage while he still had it. If he could cross the distance quickly enough, maybe he could use his blade to deliver a more powerful, more damaging strike. So, ignoring the dull pain in his foot, he rushed forward, blade still held down at his side. However, by the time he crossed even half the distance he needed to, Meats had managed to pull himself out from the open...instead choosing to hide in the shadows of the night in the foliage around them. This caused him to halt his advance immediately and ready himself. To him, it was as though the demon had simply disappeared into thin air. It was obvious what he was doing...but now that his eyes were not locked onto his target, he was at great risk here....

"Tch...." Auron muttered in disgust. "You would hide like a coward rather than fight me face-to-face?" He slowly and cautiously stepped forward, nearing the spot Meats had disappeared from with every step. He quickly returned his sword to its original position, hilt down and blade raised upward. "Show yourself!" he challenged as he approached the spot, taking a look around to try to spot wherever Meats was hiding amongst the foliage; looked for any sign of movement.