[She strikes nothing but empty air, body bent from the force of the swing as Odin's stirring reaches her. They're still in this fight together.
Even if the enemy plays as unfair as Barthandelus did all that time ago. Straightening out, Lightning forces herself to loosen her grip on the hilt of the Blazefire, her other hand spasmodically twitching against her thigh. Ramza was right about one thing. She wasn't Lightning's Hope. But the rest...she snorts.]
He'll be back. He never takes no for an answer.
[Anger sings in her voice, but it's contained, and the look on her face isn't directed at Hope as she turns around. She doesn't even realize she's still glaring hard enough to put a hole in solid rock.]
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Even if the enemy plays as unfair as Barthandelus did all that time ago. Straightening out, Lightning forces herself to loosen her grip on the hilt of the Blazefire, her other hand spasmodically twitching against her thigh. Ramza was right about one thing. She wasn't Lightning's Hope. But the rest...she snorts.]
He'll be back. He never takes no for an answer.
[Anger sings in her voice, but it's contained, and the look on her face isn't directed at Hope as she turns around. She doesn't even realize she's still glaring hard enough to put a hole in solid rock.]
You hurt?