Finn felt almost defenseless this time though he knew that he wasn't unarmed. It was something about not being in Gunslinger or Calamity Knight that made him feel open. Not that even the latter job had done much damage. At least it had been something.

But now he stood in his Summoner robes, one hand on the hilt of the lightsaber at his hip, the other holding his own crystal. His eyes stayed on the city and clouds off in the distance, itching for this fight to begin already.

"I don't know about the others, but I haven't tried this out yet. When any of us summon the Eidolons, don't stand too close. We're not really sure what they'll do," he warned the others. Sure, maybe everything would be fine, but... it's not like he knew for certain. That bothered him, too.