[The fires don't go out. Good. Sheena and Albel can do whatever they want as long as those are taken care of. He's running low on water bullets, however, and he's not sure how well he can quell the flames just by stomping them. Someone among their group must have magic.]

Malik! Ellie! [He looks away from the fires for a brief moment.] I can't douse all of the flames; we need to--WAUGH!

[Just as he looks back, there they are again.

His robot stomps back to the group hanging back from the battle.] There's something wrong with these fires. I swear, every time I look away, it comes back like I never was there! I know I put out everything around that tower, it has to be an illusion o-or...

[He's not going crazy, he swears.]