[He feels the magic take hold. It's not enough to fully disable his attack, at least not immediately, but it's enough for him to draw back when he feels a sudden weakness in one limb.]

...Magic?

Why are you resisting me? You're only going to drag this out.

Kneel and I'll make sure my swords bite true. Your death will be painless.

[Yuber's face isn't easily recognized from the network but his voice may well be with its deep baritone rumble.]