The Barkeep heard screaming in the general direction of Cid and Sheena, but he wasn't able to make it out from the din of the world breaking and his brain swirling from exhaustion. The cool glass of the vial of Ether touched his hand, alerting him of something going on. He rolled his head to the side to see Ardyn's and Saori's feet.

"Thanks. It ain't nothin' to help out folks." With a tired flick of the thumb, he popped off the top and tipped it over so that the contents flowed into his mouth. That would teach him to overuse his magic.

No thought-out epiphany would be had, considering that the ship tilted to its side, sending the old man rolling across the deck. The railing stopped him and knocked the wind out of his gut.