Castor seems stunned almost to inaction by the shouts of the party, and she regards the arena with wide brown eyes, no less afraid, but now most assuredly very confused.
"I lived through this...?"
Those in a position to see her may notice her gaze drifting towards the centre of the arena. Even as she begins to close in on Ifrit once again, she always seems to be glancing back towards the centre...
Ifrit roars again, and his voice reverberates through the very fibre of your being once more.
"Surrender thyself to the fires of Judgement!"
Aether begins to coalesce in the centre of the arena, solidifying into a solid pillar after a few seconds. Immediately, Castor breaks away from Ifrit and begins wailing on it instead.
"Shian!" she yells, "an' you with the stabbers! Come help me with this! We don't have long!"
Ifrit goes back to alternating hits between Camilla and Terra, trying to knock one or both of them back away from him and into the ring of fire that enclosed the combat.
BEEP BEEP MECHANICS ARE FOR CARS!
"I lived through this...?"
Those in a position to see her may notice her gaze drifting towards the centre of the arena. Even as she begins to close in on Ifrit once again, she always seems to be glancing back towards the centre...
Ifrit roars again, and his voice reverberates through the very fibre of your being once more.
"Surrender thyself to the fires of Judgement!"
Aether begins to coalesce in the centre of the arena, solidifying into a solid pillar after a few seconds. Immediately, Castor breaks away from Ifrit and begins wailing on it instead.
"Shian!" she yells, "an' you with the stabbers! Come help me with this! We don't have long!"
Ifrit goes back to alternating hits between Camilla and Terra, trying to knock one or both of them back away from him and into the ring of fire that enclosed the combat.