[The first thing audible is the cracking of branches underfoot and a rumble like rocks breaking and a growl on the edges of hearing and the screen is dark, as if covered--
--then static--
--and then all that's audible are short, sharp breaths, growing longer and more relaxed as footsteps rattle on cobblestones.]
Last time I go there without
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[The feed ends, the phone turned off and stuffed back into his pocket.]
This was a disaster. A complete disaster and of course Kefka was behind it. Saix ducked out of the way as a chunk of what was either pavement or building went flying past his head, the massive bulk of the dragon looming up several stories above everything else. He didn't immediately see the mage or Gabranth, but that didn't mean they weren't there.
Well. Orders were orders and at least this time Xigbar couldn't blame the destruction on him. Saix called the claymore to his hand and rushed in.
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His goal? One of the wing joints.
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"Firaga!"
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There's another attack coming his way--it's inevitable--and no room any more to dodge it. He lets go and falls backwards into a portal he opens and closes within the space of a few seconds, the other end opening above the beast. There was no time to be accurate and he drops down towards the dragon's shoulder and the claymore proceeds him, hurled downward and aimed to lodge into the meat of one wing.
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"SOUTHERN CROSS!"
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