[Tsukasa's lying in the church, up against a wall. His staff is nearby, and he picks it up.]

Repth.

... Repth.

... Repth.

[Starts to look kind of panicked now. Why aren't his spells working? He groans and slips down further against the wall, trying to calm himself down. He's sort of defenseless right now. D: What can he do?]