Hearing the crackle of emerging ice and the call from Verdant, Samuel gave a grin. "Thanks, Verdant!" He shouted, jumping out of cover and lunging forward with his chains once again. This time, they hit before the gunmen had an opportunity to move out of their path, whacking into them and pushing them back against the wall. Making sure that there was no-one left in the truck, he held onto Prismatic Performance for a few moments before swinging the blades forwards, a ripple of sound flickering into the side, hopefully pushing any remaining opponents down. Unable to see the results of the attack, he turned to face Verdant. "Yo, is that all of them down?" He questioned slowly.