"Klonoa!" Ashelia had hung back a bit, waiting to see if anyone needed some healing or for a better opportunity to jump in for a quick Contre Sixte, but her attention is now shifted towards the rabbit. She looks from him to Dylas' thrall and back again, anger starting to make her face hot.

"You imbecile! Send it back!" She reaches out a hand, instinctively going to cast Esuna...but of course, she can't.