Before this whole mess begins, she glances up at the announcer's booth. Ethereal Beauty, really...?
When the stage transforms and the battle begins, Ena hesitates for a moment. She knows that while they might be rough around the edges, they're nice kids on the--aaand they're charging at Sephiroth now. She glances over, wondering if she could do anything in the split second she has to move to directly help him without putting herself in harm's way.
...Doesn't look like it.
Sorry boys.
Ena leaps a few steps back and casts Ice Storm, the outer perimeter of the frigid spell ending literal inches from Sephiroth's nose. If they wanted to get him, they had to go through that.
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When the stage transforms and the battle begins, Ena hesitates for a moment. She knows that while they might be rough around the edges, they're nice kids on the--aaand they're charging at Sephiroth now. She glances over, wondering if she could do anything in the split second she has to move to directly help him without putting herself in harm's way.
...Doesn't look like it.
Sorry boys.
Ena leaps a few steps back and casts Ice Storm, the outer perimeter of the frigid spell ending literal inches from Sephiroth's nose. If they wanted to get him, they had to go through that.