"Yuki, cast Cura!" Rukia called out, sweeping her arm toward Aya. Her wet sleeve slapped against her arm with the fierce gesture, dripping into the rushing stream. The chocobo was quick to react, twirling with a fluff of feathers to repair the injuries inflicted on her teammate.

Tch... She'd planned to go on the offensive, but if all three of them did that, this monster would surely wipe them out. If Rukia learned anything from the mission led against the Reaper spirit, it was the importance of healing and the judicial use of White Magic. Someone needed to be the support, and as Rukia's attacks dealt the least amount of damage, it had best be her.

So she stayed back, much as she was unaccustomed to the position, and uncorked her sole ether potion to replenish her magic reserves. "If you're injured, signal me!"

Meanwhile, the Haste spell was just about to run out.