[Ferran doesn't get the chance to thank Shuichi for his help, but the surprised look in his eye probably gets the thought across nonetheless—and he downs the potion without hesitation. Although it would never be enough to quash his fear entirely, it's reassurance enough to give him a better start on his meditation. His allies are watching his back, among them a mage capable of transporting them to alternate dimensions. Past that, he doesn't have to think; he only has to feel the mirror. They can do this. He can do this.
Speaking of that mage, Gromph is probably about as pleased with the bracer interruption as Ogata; for all he's capable of throwing fire, ice and lightning at will, he's only one man, and there's already another incoming wave of fiends, some of them diving towards the group through the air.
Nothing like a trial by fire to test out your marksmanship.]
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Speaking of that mage, Gromph is probably about as pleased with the bracer interruption as Ogata; for all he's capable of throwing fire, ice and lightning at will, he's only one man, and there's already another incoming wave of fiends, some of them diving towards the group through the air.
Nothing like a trial by fire to test out your marksmanship.]