Oh, this is getting fun. The amount of water that fills in the room is enough to remind Dylas of home, of the water ruins where one might say he was 'made.' It's less fun when he's sent crashing against a wall, but, you know, details. The fun part is that the attack also damaged the Sword Dancer and the Medusa is finally in its line of sights.

"Alright! 3...2...!"

The Sword Dancer grunts as he swings his blades at the Medusa. Dylas, at the exact same time, snaps his clawed fingers, casting Dark Savior at the swords' point of impact for combined strong physical damage and medium dark damage if the Medusa doesn't move.

It's a pretty cool move, the Sword Dancer just needed to warm up on the party first. These things happen.