With Noah's potions and Yuki'to's mudras, there was little the bulette could do against the ninja's finishing move. The alchemist had his knife and another vial at the ready, but upon seeing the rapid flash of hand signs, he knew his companion had at least one more trick up his sleeve. He stands at the ready, taking a few paces backwards to pull himself out of the crossfire.

While unnecessary, the man's glad he gave the ninja some space. Numerous swords appear from thin air, running the shark through from several different angles. It gives a loud death cry as it finally reaches its limits, its movements slowing and slowing until they've stopped completely.

He's dead, Jim.

With the battle finally over, Noah sheathes his blade and pockets the vial, folding his arms as if appraising Yuki'to's work, the careful eyes of a man who's seen many battles seeing yet another come to a close, another enemy dead at his feet. "...I think you got 'em. Nice work."