Nadeline's eyes fluttered open, clearly dazed. What had happened? She heard yelling...no, Jaakuna shouldn't be yelling in front of the Gran Kiltas, didn't he ever listen? Wait, did she just hear that Emperor Simon was alive? How could that be? Little by little, the events strung themselves together, and the blonde blinked a few times to clear her vision. They had been attacked...she wasn't able to throw up a Shell in time...that had been quite some attack. She let out a small groan as she picked herself up, her hand to her head as she tried to stand. By the time she got to her feet, she saw Jaakuna had pinned Ixion to the wall. With shaky legs she managed to make her way to Jaakuna, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"[b]Please, calm yourself, anger will not give you the answers you need.[/b]" She spoke, though it was more of an elevated grumble as she felt her head spin. She must have gotten hit hard, she felt so dizzy. She took her hand off his shoulder and put it to her head again, trying to straighten herself.

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Emiri stared at Savayna. She was right, at the moment, they were stranded. She let out a small sigh, clearly upset at their lack of options. Last time they got in a scuffle with Ixion, they had barely escaped with their lives. Would Wesley charge in recklessly? Would Jaakuna be paralyzed again? Would Nadeline get hurt? She couldn't stand the thought, and once more found herself cursing her own cowardice for not insisting that the group remained together. She prayed that they would be alright. She looked around, then turned to the general.

"[b]There's nothing we can do.[/b]" She said, slightly crestfallen, though she did take out her bow once more. "[b]Let's just get back to the meeting place. Whenever they come they'll be expecting us there.[/b]"