It was more magical energy that was being sought after, and something that 76 had already been feeding in to, having found a way to at least appease that part of him. Still, it was what kept him together -or at least the Essence of the creature he was- and granted so much else that he could do. Magic and revenge fueled, pieced together after having been so utterly destroyed and killed out of greed. It fit him in a few ways-

But it was causing that back-and-forth tug of war. That bit of magic very willing to fight to keep any energy from being lost, and fight harder to take back as well for what bit had been managed.

Didn't care about the claws digging in to his throat, only had him snarling louder, more animal like behind that hard mask of his that hid the changes to him under it as well. Driving harder, digging in a shoulder, and grappling right back once they were going down. His own claws went for Reaper's throat next, less to choke and more to gain some leverage, that mask baring the brunt of punched, getting a leg around one of Reaper's as he moved to force himself of his back. Whether it just got them both on their sides or them just rolling one over the other didn't matter, didn't stop him from returning the favor of a hard and aimed punch.