Rialynn's eyes widened in panic. Oh no! Chaos was targeting bards?! It did seem to be one of the few jobs that would prove to be effective, so it was no wonder. Her gut tightened in fear, and her throat nearly closed entirely as a shriek threatened to rise and choke her song to a guttural stop. But a panicked glance to where Ramza was weakly climbing back to his feet strengthened her resolve, and she kept singing. She had to! She'd sing even after she was dropped into that cold abyss, until--
--Wait, Chaos was helping her?! Wildly she glanced around, her muscles tensing. Perhaps he thought to fling her off the precipice as a show of strength to demoralize those who were watching, but...
...oh. Chaos was over there. Way, way over there. Then who was this?
Rialynn squinted. There was something very familiar about those red eyes. ...Vincent?! Where were his clothes?!?!?!
Slowly she forced herself to relax. These were her allies. She was safe, if singed. Looking up at the winged beast once more, she let the corners of her mouth twitch into a little smile and she nodded. Vincent or not, he was on her side. Her boots touched down on the floor, and her song continued.
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--Wait, Chaos was helping her?! Wildly she glanced around, her muscles tensing. Perhaps he thought to fling her off the precipice as a show of strength to demoralize those who were watching, but...
...oh. Chaos was over there. Way, way over there. Then who was this?
Rialynn squinted. There was something very familiar about those red eyes. ...Vincent?! Where were his clothes?!?!?!
Slowly she forced herself to relax. These were her allies. She was safe, if singed. Looking up at the winged beast once more, she let the corners of her mouth twitch into a little smile and she nodded. Vincent or not, he was on her side. Her boots touched down on the floor, and her song continued.