Demyx was jumping around, avoiding vines okay this time when he ducked the branch, he got whacked upside the head. Fortunately it was just a graze, his luck was holding out.

A quick glance over his shoulder and he realized someone was lagging behind. Oh man, he gets the feeling if they lose someone, people might blame him and then where would he be?

There was no reason to believe that, except his own paranoia, but that healthy paranoia kept him alive so he didn't knock it. He was having an easy enough time navigating so he fell back and attacked that root, using his cutting leaf powers to do it. He split his focus by swinging his stick and sending a mongoose flying. At least someone in this battle was combat hardened.