Well. This turned gruesome fast, Sazh thought, as the mysterious disappearing warrior came up yet again, but from behind with the intent to murder the flaming skeleton biker. Between his precise polearm attack and the beast's savage goring, the Ghost Rider was no match even with his increased size. Decapitated, his flames fizzled out as his enlarged body was slung into the sharp rock wall and the monster stomped violently on his head. Seemingly satisfied with his efforts, Archer dashed away again, imploring everyone to flee while they still had the chance.

That left Saber, Vash, and a still-hesitant Sazh still left in the presence of the Black Gravios. But it seemed that with no provoking from the three left, and with Vash apparently returning her eggs, the wyvern did not act any more violent. She just looked at them meanly, snorting in dismission. Saber promptly left, and as she did, Sazh looked back to motion for Vash to follow hurriedly.

Outside the cave, the l'Cie shielded his eyes for a moment to adjust to the light difference. It looked like everyone else was present, and mostly okay. They were higher up on the mountain ranges now, as the colder air and wind evidenced. Sazh ended up turning to look at the light, catlike voice, perched on its own personal campsite up on a flat surface jutting out of the mountain. It was quite small and fluffy, which led to Sazh wondering how such a seemingly weak creature was able to get up here on his own, considering all the creatures around. Or was he alone? He couldn't [i]see[/i] anyone else...

"Well, I [i]think[/i] that sounds right..." Sazh lamented in slight wonder at the cat-being's questions. That certainly did sound like a name for a legendary dragon, and they could definitely use all the help they could get to get this ragtag group any closer safely.