[Her pace keeps with Ramza, running behind him as the march moves on towards their goal. There was no magic in her arsenal, at least for the moment where she felt it would be of use. Magic had uncertainty, the results often unreliable, at least with her experience thus far in this strange, new realm. Fists were absolute, the only solution when lives were at stake, and it was this resolve that sent her in a dash ahead of the young mercenary.
Perhaps it was fate that she would always fight alongside men like Cloud?
The first few Mages cast their desperate attempts at covering fire, discovering the sweet kiss of mitts at unguarded jaws. The woman is deft, swift, a blur when it comes to dismantling the casters. Narrowly, she dodges the effects sent in her direction, carving a path for the group to pass through whilst leaving a number of enemies for them to handle.]
Yuffie! Watch your back and stay close to us! Ramza! Get past these Mages, we'll be close behind!
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Perhaps it was fate that she would always fight alongside men like Cloud?
The first few Mages cast their desperate attempts at covering fire, discovering the sweet kiss of mitts at unguarded jaws. The woman is deft, swift, a blur when it comes to dismantling the casters. Narrowly, she dodges the effects sent in her direction, carving a path for the group to pass through whilst leaving a number of enemies for them to handle.]
Yuffie! Watch your back and stay close to us! Ramza! Get past these Mages, we'll be close behind!