He's prepared for another sarcastic remark about elf worlds, but one of his ears flicks the direction Curufin looks, and his eyes travel over in turn. Alright, guess it's time for round... well, he's entirely lost count. A grin splits out over Taako's face, raising the Umbra Staff in front of him.

"I don't really do all that? Not my specialty. Besides, what I've got is just so, so much better." His eyes scan over the ground, and he knows exactly what he wants to do. There are Null bodies everywhere, many just with their processors damaged, and in moments, three of them begin to creak to life, raising themselves from the ground even with their shattered processors. Taako's face still looks more smug than ever, and as he swings the Umbra Staff forward, they charge the oncoming Null, weapons drawn.

"Go get 'em, boys." He chuckles, as if he just does this every day. "This is gonna look great."