[For a moment, Ramza was torn. If he moved to dodge the attack, who knew what manuscripts would be destroyed on the shelves behind him. But he could not let himself be incapacitated. He would just have to stop the construct before it destroyed anything else.

He side-stepped, catching the beam of light on his arm as he narrowly avoided taking a direct hit.]

Ace, do you know any Thunder spells? [He could slash at the metal body with his sword, but he had seen Thunder do work far more efficient than he could hope for against enemy machinery.]