Was It cause Wesley was clueless? No, it wasn’t that. He just never had that kind of relationship with someone, not like hoe Jaakuna and Emiri seemed to have it. Wesley wasn’t jealous, not in the negative sense. He was indeed jealous, but also happy for them. He smiled when Nadeline told him that Jaakuna realized that Emiri was the one. [b]“Aren’t you younger than her?”[/b] Wesley chuckled as he said that. And again, he makes jokes. He’s making a habit of doing that and thus far his jokes have been pretty bad. While Wesley joked about what Nadeline had said, Jaakuna and Emiri were at the front where they saw that the Esper was coming. Jaakuna looked on and saw that the beast itself took the form of a male(it looked like) that had nothing but his own skeleton and around his arm a woman, fully-skinned and all. It looked hume. Jaakuna didn’t recognize the woman, but he did remember when Wesley read about it and that the Angel of Death had some kind of Shamaness attached to him. That woman must be that very person. Either way, as he looked further on, Jaakuna saw — well sensed — something about this Esper. It had nothingness about it. It was like death was its existence and as such, so shall it be its nature. When the beast revealed itself in all of its deathly glory, skeletons started to rise from the ground. At this point Jaakuna saw that Emiri was slowly stepping back, no doubt that she was a little frightened by the esper. Jaakuna grabbed her arm just gently, preventing her from walking any further backwards. [b]“Don’t worry Emiri, as long as you stick by me, and we‘ll be fine..together.” [/b]He said turning his gaze to her. [b]“Remember, we promised each other?” [/b]He said smiling goofily, yet somehow there was a reassuring aspect to his smile. As Wesley saw the esper appear before them all, he drew his Platinum Sword. He raised his shield too. He would join Jaakuna and Emiri on the frontlines, his sword just boosting with magickal power from the mist and also his own amplification of his magick into the sword.