There was silence. A uncomfortable one, that lasted too long before the weight of a hand finally pressed down on Rikku's shoulder. "It's all right," the psychic sounded winded, though not hurt. "I'm right here..." the dust was still settling, and standing tall, Yuna had been able to avoid the blow thanks to the Vanish skill in her arsenal. It had perhaps cut things a little close for comfort but... she'd made it.

When the Scorpion took shake again it looked still, and quiet. Had they done it? Was that last attack finally enough to...

A click sounded once, then again, followed by a whrrrr of a motor booting back up, sputtering at first, then blasting on. Yuna sank to her knees, exhaling in frustration. They couldn't keep up with it at this rate. As she looked down at her hands, she knew that her mana was depleted... "Rikku? Can you see?" she had hoped it was a temporary injury at worst...