[Sparks attempts to pull his chocobo along, but it's resisting so much that he gives up. With a groan, he ties it to a nearby tree, and tells it to stay put.
Whatever this thing is, it's not good, and he's not about to let it snack on their low supply of birds. Having no choice but to run, Sparks darts after Angeal. Without a chocobo, he's going to lag behind the others, but this gives him a chance to arm himself with his robot fists that hang at his sides. He shoves his hands into the big gloves, and the power up, whirring to life. He'd argue about not punching this monster in the face, because that's just what he aims to do.
He calls after everyone as he runs.] Hey! Better leave somethin' for me to hit, got it?
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Whatever this thing is, it's not good, and he's not about to let it snack on their low supply of birds. Having no choice but to run, Sparks darts after Angeal. Without a chocobo, he's going to lag behind the others, but this gives him a chance to arm himself with his robot fists that hang at his sides. He shoves his hands into the big gloves, and the power up, whirring to life. He'd argue about not punching this monster in the face, because that's just what he aims to do.
He calls after everyone as he runs.] Hey! Better leave somethin' for me to hit, got it?