"Five? They should have brought their buddies!" Kamina sounds cocky, confident, totally not worried at all as he takes up a stance, readying his weapon and charging at the centipede waving its pincers wildly at him. He ducks the first swipe of claws and spins, slicing the thing's belly open and bouncing back, waiting for it to fall and the others to run.

He maybe isn't expecting the hissing in the hallway to double in volume, or for the centipedes right behind the injured one to...

"...Are they....eating him?!"