Night 47: Main Hallway, 2-Center

[donetakinorders]

[from 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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[girlsandgadgets]

Edgar took one step forward, then another, trying to get a closer look at the mysterious structure suspended above the Sun Room. It was only after his third step he started to get the picture from the dim lights moving around the form: it seemed to be a mass of swords, held together by some unknown force, and- was that a person at the center of them? He had to stop himself from turning on his light again to get a better look- it was likely this being wasn't simply a tortured patient, but something more sinister or uncontrolled- an enraged Esper came to mind. Celes had warned him that this place was full of dangerous beings, and seeing the clash that was occurring before him, it seemed she'd been right. While he wanted to aid those defending themselves from the monster, he had to consider Yuna's safety, as well as the fact that he'd be more of a burden than an aid without some form of weaponry.

"Unless you've got a strong amount of magic on your side," Edgar said over his shoulder, "I suggest we run, as it seems we're ill equipped to battle something of this nature." He indicated the eastern side of the hall. "Where we're headed is over there, down a passage at the far end of the hall. With any luck, this demon won't notice us."

[forcalmeternal]

If Yuna had a gun, she could have tried shooting at it, whatever it was. She could help the combatant or even combatants. The feeling of helplessness was far too familiar, and Yuna had to force it down to follow Edgar.

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.

[forcalmeternal]

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