Mithias could feel the thousands of forces still probing his mind, as they hit the impenetrable barrier that his ancestry had gifted him. However, one message was abundantly clear, as he could feel the souls charging up with energy. "No time". The messages was transmitted both mentally and verbally, the layer of nanites vibrating to create the appropriate sonic waves. It was conveyed with a sense of urgency, an image planted into the heads of those that weren't shielded, even as Mithias found himself glowing ever more brightly. Those who had fought Stein and his ilk, or were familiar with the world of Soul Eater, could recognize the white lightning that accompanied a Soular Resonance, and almost instinctively back away.

Mithias, having never experienced soular combat, of course, was absolutely clueless.

Englufed in a pillar of light, Mithias feels a blow that can't be registered, that there is no biological sense to detect. A pain beyond what the physical form was ever meant to realize, No sensors on the body should have registered this feeling, However, it was implicit, a sense of damage, a piece torn not simply from Mithias, but from what he was, from what embodied him. His pride, his knowledge, his physical presence, his skills, his kindness, his pain. All of it was torn, ripped through, in a blinding mixture of agony and bliss, which ended in a sense of loss. His body and mind were shattered, as his very soul was shaken.

As white lightning covered the surface of Mithias' now metallic skin, the surprise attack ripped him open, blood shooting from his skin as it burst and cracked, the nanobots streaming away en masse, dispersing to the point of irrelevance. Their presence seemed to dampen, as each individual nanoboy opened it's own portal, exitting the scene just as it had come, presumably following Toguro. Mithias, in the meantime, was left in a wreck.