Solus carefully touches Hazama's and Roxas' heads from behind, both at the same time. Each suddenly spots their enemy, right next to them, and each is driven impulsively to attack. By the time this momentary illusion has passed, Hazama is impaled on Roxas' blade, stabbed through his shoulder, and Roxas has been launched through the nearby trees into a small crater caused by his crash landing. Neither side could have blocked, as they never saw the other's attacks. As both Hazama and Roxas are put out of battle, Solus neatly walks forwards, and extends a hand to Beatrice, appearing with his usual inhuman beauty, wearing a black, well-made suit.
"My dear, I believe these fools might be slightly below your company. Obviously you need no further help, being a capable witch on your own, but allow me to accompany you. I would love to be your companion, at least until you find someone more suitable?" Solus' smile makes his sarcasm all the more impressive, and gives the general tones of both mockery and a small degree of flattery, artfully woven. Solus was no fool, to be manipulated like a toy. No, that was his role. The destruction of the two others had proven him to be strong, and prevent Beatrice from thinking she could take advantage of him. This would be a most interesting journey.