Between the two of them the skeletons do not stand a chance. His own innately strong sense of awareness proven as the last on his 'side' of the circle fell and he used the momentum to turn gracefully to face her, flicking his long sword around in the air not unlike one might handle a bladed spear, until it was rested back behind his arm. The point extended past his helmet into the air behind him as Sephiroth appraised the one he had just helped to save.

With a satisfied 'hmph' of a noise, his dragon-like head nodded, the long plume moving also with the motion.

"It looked as if you may have been in some trouble there, Miss."