[Cor tried to stand with Noctis and the others when the first wave hit, but ended up pushed away with the others. Not quite one for Strength, then, it seems. And he's not exactly surprised that he didn't seem to be worthy of being seen as Cunning.

But he refuses to be pushed back a third time. Standing his ground, Cor glares up at the Eliodon herself.]

As you may have noticed, we're rather hard to defeat for good. In my case...

[A feral, almost creely grin grows on his face, as he settles into his normal ready stance.]

I simply refuse to die. You're welcome to try, though, if you so wish.