[But upon hearing the cry, he looks at Benedikta.]
But we need to hurry—
[And then there are shouts, almost deranged and manic in the laughter as the cries sound more pained. At that, there are no words—they just need to run through towards the sounds.
It will take a little bit, the way obstructed by bodies and debris, but when they finally round the corner they will be met with a bloody tank, spears protruding from the back of a young whale floundering in the water with a group above the tank—a mix of guards and two of the "elite guests."
"THIS IS YOUR FAULT!" the crow screams, their once fine garments torn and bloodied as it claws at the whale trying to escape. "LOOK WHAT YOU DID!"
It's then they may catch a glimpse of a wing already turned to crystal, and they will have a chance to see another crow already submerged in the water, its crystallized head pressed against the inside of the tank's wall before it drifts back away.
Of course, they won't spend too much time taking it all in, or at least Cid won't. without his lightning, all he can do is grab a broken steel bar and hurl it right at the crow, impaling it through its back as Cid continues to rush towards the other mercenaries and guards that were gathered nearby.
He already knows Benedikta will be able to take care of most of them...or maybe he's not really thinking. Maybe he's seen this enough times that he just rushes in, anyway.
Regardless, none of these people will know what hit them—and they needed to hurry and save that whale before it's too late.]
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[But upon hearing the cry, he looks at Benedikta.]
But we need to hurry—
[And then there are shouts, almost deranged and manic in the laughter as the cries sound more pained. At that, there are no words—they just need to run through towards the sounds.
It will take a little bit, the way obstructed by bodies and debris, but when they finally round the corner they will be met with a bloody tank, spears protruding from the back of a young whale floundering in the water with a group above the tank—a mix of guards and two of the "elite guests."
"THIS IS YOUR FAULT!" the crow screams, their once fine garments torn and bloodied as it claws at the whale trying to escape. "LOOK WHAT YOU DID!"
It's then they may catch a glimpse of a wing already turned to crystal, and they will have a chance to see another crow already submerged in the water, its crystallized head pressed against the inside of the tank's wall before it drifts back away.
Of course, they won't spend too much time taking it all in, or at least Cid won't. without his lightning, all he can do is grab a broken steel bar and hurl it right at the crow, impaling it through its back as Cid continues to rush towards the other mercenaries and guards that were gathered nearby.
He already knows Benedikta will be able to take care of most of them...or maybe he's not really thinking. Maybe he's seen this enough times that he just rushes in, anyway.
Regardless, none of these people will know what hit them—and they needed to hurry and save that whale before it's too late.]