Fenris doesn't think much of it at first, but to have the other coibara soon turn away and focus on other things like this wasn't happening.. Normally it would give him a second of pause, wondering what magic this was, but in the heat of battle, he doesn't let it affect him much, his blade striking the sternum of the beast he was attacking with efficiency.

Almost too much, so seeing the beast slack jawed and out of it was a strange sight, but again, he chooses to take advantage of the strange magics instead of question them now, though the questions in his mind were burning. He hasn't seen much magic be so subtle, yet when he casts a glance at the rather still man, he wasn't bleeding... no it wasn't blood magic.

It was something to contemplate later though, with a glowing fist, he reaches into the the creature's neck, passing through skin and muscle like air, and crushing its windpipe, effectively killing it without ruining the hide much further. It thrashes, unable to breathe, unable to make a sound as Fenris dodges backwards to avoid the trashing blows of the dying creature.

"Do we wish to take out another or leave them for others to hunt?" He looks over his shoulder at the other man. It would be easy enough pickings with the two of them working together.