Vaan had followed her gaze, not needing to be told twice. He should have remembered, they were fast learners. He turned his gaze back to Yuna, worry also etched on his features. "I'm almost out of bullets, Yuna."

It was in a quiet voice when he said this. He could only fight melee for so long like this, with these many manikins. He didn't want a repeat of last time, fighting until he was too injured and exhausted, collapsing because he could no longer move. It had been a horrible feel then, even if unconsciousness saved him from feeling what it was truly like to die.

But he didn't want to die now.

A sound from behind had him turning and he found more had begun coming up from the other side. He pressed his back against Yuna's. "We could try and access our limit breaks, and then make a run for it?"