Ashe could help but gasp at the young soldier's display of power. Not that she doubted his abilities before, he had proven more than competent in battle, but could this be the true reason he was chosen as a Hero? If there is any rhyme or reason behind all this, the queen thought wryly.

Ashe grabbed Cloud's shoulder, supporting him as best she could with her lower leg a bloody mess. It was painful, but she didn't seem too bothered by it - she'd had worse gunshot wounds, to be sure. She offered opened her pouch, motioning with her head for the corporal to grab one of the potions or ethers piled up inside. "Well done, corporal. Don't give up just yet!" She looked over at Sparks, shield arm stretched out in his direction as she sent a Cure spell his way. She grimaced, jaw clenched. She hoped it would be enough. "Be careful, Yuffie!"