And as quickly as he had arrived, Zodiark had left. Nadeline silently cursed. This must have been what the viera had alluded to, though truth be told, the tome had mentioned absolutely nothing about Zodiark being powerful enough to manifest. Emiri was more concerned with Jaakuna, letting him use her to support himself, though she was sure he would need medical attention. Still, now that the Esper was gone, she felt physically better, so to speak. "[b]Well fuck.[/b]" Grant stated, breaking the silence. "[b]What now?[/b]"

"[b]Calm that mouth of yours, it's obvious, isn't it?[/b]" Nadeline snapped at him, clearly displeased that Grant was also starting to take after Jaakuna and Savayna. Gods forbid she needed another one of those, Wesley was bad enough as it is. She looked at the more friendly faces, lifting an eyebrow at both Isaiah and Vincent. She cleared her throat slightly, though she looked once more at her allies. "[b]We regroup, plan, and get back out there. We have much to discuss--much to tell, and I am sure you need to do the same.[/b]" She looked at both Vincent and Isaiah. Both were issues in and of themselves, and she decided to pick on (or rather confront) Vincent first. "[b]Now then, it's four abled bodies against one--two.[/b]" She briefly glanced at Isaiah, though turned her attention back to Vincent. "[b]I do hope you aren't looking for a fight, but knowing your violent tendencies I wouldn't be surprised if you decided to draw your blade now.[/b]"

Grant shook his head, though he too wanted to know exactly what the hell Ixion and Vincent were doing with the group here.