The Noah was strong. Super-humanly so. Though he let go of Takaya's bone in the next moment, his opposite phases through his left side, reaching for and latching on to one of the small ribs making up his ribcage.

"A pity," Tyki says, bracing his body with his right hand as he gently strokes Takaya's rib. "You'd be surprised as what you can learn, if you read the right books."

And out came the rib without any kind of ceremony, simply torn loose in a brief, violent jerk.

"Like how humans can survive with less than their maximum number of ribs."