The spell -- it was gone! Albel could feel himself released, like a taut bowstring snapping straight. He almost stumbled when the counter-force was gone. Surging forward, he strengthened his grip on his katana, heading straight for Rialynn despite her screams -- !

Of all people, Cloud should stand in his way. "Move, worm!" he roared, baring his teeth. "I'm taking that ring, whether or not one of her fingers comes with it!"