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Dying hurt, but... he was used to that, by now. Kuja had a point though, Ramaa would appear shortly, and she'd have something to say about all this, no doubt.

Unlucky for her he's got a trick up his sleeve. Time twists for a moment as he charges in the direction of the descending dragon-

And then he vanishes, the faint emerald energy of an [Angelus Errare] the only visual cue left.