Ramza shook his head. "Regardless, that does not justify placing a child in harm's way." He took a breath, willing down anger. There was no point in getting angry at Zelda. It wasn't she who had called children here. Ramza would just have to do all that he could to end the calamity quickly, before anyone could be hurt.
"What sort of powers? Do you mean spell casting?" Ramza had not noticed anything amiss within himself, but he'd not been here long, had he had focused his own skills more on the blade than on magic.
The night of the Thirteen Moogles
"What sort of powers? Do you mean spell casting?" Ramza had not noticed anything amiss within himself, but he'd not been here long, had he had focused his own skills more on the blade than on magic.