The loud sound echoing the defeat of the final mole causes Theseus to let out a slow breath, his eyes staying on the dead creature for a few seconds before he turns his attention to Newt. It's clear that the mole won't get up after a blow like that, but it feels a little improper to congratulate his brother for killing a creature, no matter how infected it might've been.

"..."

He cautiously begins to move towards him, taking care to avoid any more pitfalls, but Theseus wants to double check on Newt right now. He's just standing there with a bloodied hammer, the remains of the moles caked on the weapon and it's quite a gruesome sight. Maybe if Theseus wasn't so preoccupied with his brother, he would've noticed the small twitch of the mole behind him, not fully defeated yet...