Snake noted the swords. Two of them, just like Pit. He idly wondered if she could form an energy bow with them, too, but with the swords closing in, he had to do something to stop them. He crouched down, crossing his arms, and any impact Rose might have made with the swords would be surprisingly halted by a large red bubble of some kind. Of course it shrank a bit over time and with each passing blow, but Snake only needed it for a moment.