The confused krogan and vorcha were slaughtered without much fuss. The remaining two other vorcha would've been more of a challenge, if not for the fact that the last krogan seemed to be incapacitated by what looks to be the same mysterious force that has been helping him so far. As it is, he takes down the remaining two and turns his full attention to the pitiful beast in front of him. There's no smile on his face, no flicker of triumph as his podao passes through flesh and bone, ending the alien's suffering and the fight.

If he could even call it that now.

He keeps himself alert, eyes and ears open for any signs that could point him the right way; this may be over, but he might not be alone. This strange force had to come from somewhere...

...and when he deduces that somewhere, he immediately flings his sword in that direction. The sword isn't meant to pierce whoever it was who's hiding behind the rubble; rather, it's meant to damage the wall nearby and serve as a warning that this person's presence had not gone unnoticed.