[Well. It doesn't take much to understand what it is that's going on here, especially when the little whale makes distressed sounds from the tank, spouting water and kicking its half-crystalized fins while it tries to escape and shake off the spears from its back, the water staining a deep red with every desperate thrash of its body.
Neither the guards nor the elites seem to notice them at first, which is good for them. As Cid nails one of the crows in the back of the head, Benedikta goes for the guards that turn their heads at the sound.
"Who are you—!? You aren't supposed to be—"
That is all they are able to get out before Benedikta is rushing at them, wings spread and winds battering. She picks up two of them in her claws, squeezing them into a tight grip while a sharp wind lifts one off their feet and throws them back against the wall. They scream, and the other elite on the ground tries to scramble away. She lets him, trusting that Cid will be able to take care of him one way or another as she keeps the three guards pinned in place for a few moments longer before she shoves them down to the grates. They crash with a loud thud, held beneath Benedikta's claws as the whale swims beneath them.
And once she is sure that it will be the last thing that they see, she brings her talons down upon them with a scream, gouging at their bodies and ripping them apart in one fell swoop.]
You next.
[She snaps her gaze to the one at the wall, and all he will manage is a scream as Benedikta lunges at him, grabbing his face with a claw and twisting, snapping his neck with a loud and easy CRACK.
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Neither the guards nor the elites seem to notice them at first, which is good for them. As Cid nails one of the crows in the back of the head, Benedikta goes for the guards that turn their heads at the sound.
"Who are you—!? You aren't supposed to be—"
That is all they are able to get out before Benedikta is rushing at them, wings spread and winds battering. She picks up two of them in her claws, squeezing them into a tight grip while a sharp wind lifts one off their feet and throws them back against the wall. They scream, and the other elite on the ground tries to scramble away. She lets him, trusting that Cid will be able to take care of him one way or another as she keeps the three guards pinned in place for a few moments longer before she shoves them down to the grates. They crash with a loud thud, held beneath Benedikta's claws as the whale swims beneath them.
And once she is sure that it will be the last thing that they see, she brings her talons down upon them with a scream, gouging at their bodies and ripping them apart in one fell swoop.]
You next.
[She snaps her gaze to the one at the wall, and all he will manage is a scream as Benedikta lunges at him, grabbing his face with a claw and twisting, snapping his neck with a loud and easy CRACK.
Her boots thunder against the steel grates.]
Cidolfus?
[Does he need her help?]