Graham stared at the giant moogle, not even sure what to make of it. But not being a Ghostbuster, he wasn't sure what to do. Should he run after it to attack it, or should he stay back here to protect this crystal that Rukia said was important?

He almost takes off, but he only goes a few feet before he stops. The streams seem to have a to have a weird affect against it, as if the moogle was rippling when hit. Graham cocks his head, confused.

"Is it... What in the world is it made of?"