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here]It was times like this he had to wonder if he was the only damn person in this place who still cared about finding the fastest way home possible. Which probably wasn't true, but hell. Seeing as the only people he'd worked with so far had 'stealing books' as a goal or were setting up training nights, it was no damn wonder he was feeling
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Just as his light brightened, Edgar shut it off, throwing out an arm to stop Yuna. The familiar sounds of clashing metal rang throughout the stretch of hallway ahead of them- there was a skirmish happening somewhere in the darkness. While he was sure he could fight decently with his bare hands, flesh did little to defend against the blade of a sword.
"It seems our good fortune has run out," he said, taking a couple of cautious steps into the hallway. From where they were standing, he couldn't see who was fighting in the corridor, though he did see something odd: there was some sort of structure floating in the gap above the Sun Room. "What is that?"
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At Edgar's question, Yuna cautiously raised the light again. And then had to jerk it away a moment later, even though the light hadn't been enough to illuminate it that much and Yuna had only gotten a glimpse. Nothing good, she thought of saying, but that just seemed...very obvious. "It's-It's...I don't know. What-what do we do?" she ended up whispering.
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I do have magic! she nearly said, before remembering that she didn't. Even without the Grid locking her skills, she didn't. Yuna had to tighten her grip on the bat to keep from dropping it. No patrols. No Chocobo Knights, no Crusaders, not even summoner parties, not even sphere hunter groups. She didn't know that anyone-who wouldn't be ill-equipped-would be coming by to fight it.
"Y-yessir," she said softly, before they fled.
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