Though the light was sparse at first, the provision of the Rider's flaming trail combined with some luminescence gave some visibility to the cavern. Sazh was tempted to engage small talk with Saber, but he kept looking back to that recent other man that had appeared only to stop himself. From what he had seen, Saber had some good relation to Archer, and Sazh's own social experience spoke of how sensitive such things could be. He didn't want to agitate it, as curious as he might've been to know more.

Then there was the big creature. A big, ugly, flaming creature that Sazh wanted nothing to do with. Unfortunately, the flaming skeleton had no regards to such desires and dove in with skulls blazing and chains whipping, screaming out taunts. What a fantastic plan; wake the dragon-thing up so it could roast everybody in the room.

Saber had quickly stepped forth to attempt to mend the wounded situation as best as possible, lending her skill to attempt to suppress the fiend and allow everyone else to pass in the meantime. "Hang on, now," Sazh spoke out, quickly unsheathing his pistols into each hand, "Long as I got these, I can help!" Several others meant to stay behind and fight as well, including Archer and that loud clumsy guy from earlier. Also, the lady's cow was trying to... [i]seduce[/i] it? That was the only thing that could describe that action...

All the fighters present sprung into action as the beast retaliated [i]hard[/i]. Onyx-color armor hardened further, outlined by glowing lines of molten power. The blaze of searing heat it released only seemed to have been enhanced by the rider's fire, which spoke volumes against Sazh and his primary Fire-elemental magic. He only barely managed to get out the way as the flame lash came close, only for it to be suppressed by a pair of swords Archer had conjured from seemingly nowhere. Now knowing that his own fire magic was useless, Sazh found himself momentarily stumped as to how exactly he was to bolster his way through this toughened foe. Electric shocks, perhaps? He had to try [i]something[/i], even from the back row.

"Here goes-!" The l'Cie breathed, seizing a surge of magic from his brand and gathering it withing his guns. Sazh unleashed several volleys of lightning-charged shots, intending to pelt at the face but content to strike anywhere, as long at the impact soaked through. Even if he wasn't doing much damage, if they could bring this beast to a stagger point, then they might be positioned to deal far more damage when and if he was more vulnerable.