Lorielle watches as chaos unfolds, although it seems to be in their favor. Â Chaos caused confusion, turning the tides suddenly onto the bandits. Â It was three against two, not including the swarming chocobos. Â Lorielle would be sure to get at least one clean hit to the man that slapped her. Â But first, she had to be certain the two men on her side were tended to.
She followed as they charged, keeping a slight distance to watch as everything would unfold. Â She stopped sharply, waving her brandished staff and her unoccupied hand in waving motions. Â The wet, compact sand began to shift, the earth beneath cracking. Â She prepared her attack, waiting for an opening.
