[Cloud groans from his position on the ground. He's not sure how long it's been since the robot kicked him. He's sure he's faded in and out at least once and he's probably going to need some healing besides what a white mage could offer. It certainly hurts to move at the least.
He glances up blankly at Ashelia, taking a moment before processing what she's asking him. He tries to murmur a response, but all he can do is roll over onto his side, watching as Sparks takes another blow from the enemy.
His memory stirs. The other men in his team being wiped out by that AVALANCHE member. Their screams as they died still ring in his ears as he watches the man use magic to cut them down one by one. The only reason he survived was because of that Turk. If it wasn't for them, he probably would have thrown his life away to prove...
To prove what? Recklessly running into a fight didn't make you hero. Standing for what you believe in does. At least that's what he thought later on when he had time to think about it. After he had convinced the Turk not to kill the doctor just to finish the mission easier.
He blinks, his vision of the battle clearing. He barely knows these people, but he believes in them. He's not going to let them fall here. He's not going to let them turn into crystal statues, or whatever other peril is going to come their way. They're all going to walk out of this, and that means he has to fight.
Cloud pushes himself to his feet, wobbling a bit, but then he furrows his brow and stamps his staff down. His whole body flares briefly with energy as he pours his will into something that is not quite a spell.]
METEORAIN!
[From out of nowhere, and somehow from above, flaming stones rain down and smash against the Magitek armor, pummeling it with explosive force.]
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He glances up blankly at Ashelia, taking a moment before processing what she's asking him. He tries to murmur a response, but all he can do is roll over onto his side, watching as Sparks takes another blow from the enemy.
His memory stirs. The other men in his team being wiped out by that AVALANCHE member. Their screams as they died still ring in his ears as he watches the man use magic to cut them down one by one. The only reason he survived was because of that Turk. If it wasn't for them, he probably would have thrown his life away to prove...
To prove what? Recklessly running into a fight didn't make you hero. Standing for what you believe in does. At least that's what he thought later on when he had time to think about it. After he had convinced the Turk not to kill the doctor just to finish the mission easier.
He blinks, his vision of the battle clearing. He barely knows these people, but he believes in them. He's not going to let them fall here. He's not going to let them turn into crystal statues, or whatever other peril is going to come their way. They're all going to walk out of this, and that means he has to fight.
Cloud pushes himself to his feet, wobbling a bit, but then he furrows his brow and stamps his staff down. His whole body flares briefly with energy as he pours his will into something that is not quite a spell.]
METEORAIN!
[From out of nowhere, and somehow from above, flaming stones rain down and smash against the Magitek armor, pummeling it with explosive force.]