Lola's grin was wicked as she would look at Jaakuna. "[b][color=ed145b]Oh, wouldn't you like to know? You would, wouldn't you?[/color][/b]" She asked him eagerly. "[b][color=ed145b]Oh but...I'm sure Grant knows. Oh, he knows...he knows...won't it break Nadeline's heart to learn who, right?[/color][/b]"

Lorenzo narrowed his eyes at Lola, but all the while she spoke, he would inch closer to her. As her crazed eyes would meet his, he charged it. Lola would jab her iaito at him wildly, though it was too late. He had been too close, and she hadn't the time to react. His fist collided with her stomach, causing her grip to loosen on the Shard. He wasn't quite done, however, and as his fist glowed, he would shoot Lola into the air. He ducked in and grabbed the Shard, and as she fell, he would punch her once more, sending her into the debris a good distance away.

"[b][color=f26522]First rule of battle: focus on the enemy.[/color][/b]" Lorenzo muttered, shaking his head, though he would turn to Emiri and Jaakuna.

Emiri would finally cease her struggling, clearly displeased that Lorenzo got to fight and she didn't. The blonde man would walk over to the pair, looking dow at Emiri. "[b][color=f26522]We should head back before she wakes up, I don't think it's a good idea to stick around.[/color][/b]" Lorenzo told Jaakuna. "[b][color=f26522]I know you want to know what Lola was talking about, but I have a feeling she was just baiting you. We have the Shard--best to get it as far away from this nutjob as possible.[/color][/b]"

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Grant managed to sit up properly, though not without pain as Nadeline would shake her head. "[b][color=fdc68a]If that is to be my fate, I may as well go back to Stigma right now.[/color][/b]" Nadeline murmured, though she would raise her head to Savayna. "[b][color=fdc68a]But I promised, didn't I? I promised that I would not be useless--and I [i]will[/i] keep to my word.[/color][/b]"

"[b][color=92278f]Then an actual, fully casted Curaja would be an excellent place to start, if you don't mind.[/color][/b]" Grant reminded her, unaware of his painfully sarcastic tone. "[b][color=92278f]You know, with the whole bleeding out and whatnot, I'd appreciate it.[/color][/b]"

Nadeline shook her head as she would once again place both hands on his wound, but this time, the green colored Curaja would be expended properly throughout his wound. As she worked her magic, she would give Savayna a glance. "[b][color=fdc68a]Once again, you manage to give me ire. I'd say that you enoyed doing such a thing.[/color][/b]" She replied, raising an eyebrow.

"[b][color=92278f]Her first sarcastic quirp, I'm so proud[/color].[/b]" Grant sighed, turning his attention back to the battle. "[b][color=92278f]See, if we had all taken on Ultima, we wouldn't have been in this mess now, would we?[/color][/b]"

"[b][color=fdc68a]I will fix this.[/color][/b]" Nadeline informed him, Grant's wound at the very least closed at this point. As Grant would open his mouth to retort, she would shoot him a look. "[b][color=fdc68a]I will. I don't know how yet, but I will. I refuse to sit by and do nothing while everyone else does the fighting for me.[/color][/b]"

Meanwhile, Shion would have been intimidated by Hashmaal's power, but she knew that despite the Espers being creatures of the gods, their power was bound to their mortals As such, they were only as strong as those who summoned him. Still, she wasn't about to go easy just because she knew she could take on Wesley. No, despite his rather vulgar use of language (which also reminded her very much of the Archadian prince) he was determined to win. If that was the case, she had no reason to hold back, then. 

The woman would grip her sword with both hands, holding it upright as Wesley would stab the ground. That was when his esper would send out his next attack at her, a spell she had only heard of once. Still, she had no fear of the unknown, and would retaliate as she needed to. Its power was strong, Shion figured that magicks must have been a forte of Wesley's as well. However, he was going to have to do better than that if he hoped to win. Her amber eyes would narrow, though she would chose to stay in place.

As Shion would raise her sword, Nadeline's glyph would appear beneath her, and she would mimic Wesley and stab her own blade into the ground. A cold wind would sweep the area, and from the same ground would multiple pillars of Blizzaga spring upwards, cooling the molten earth, and the wave would come to a cooled off halt before Shion. Instead she would stomp on it, shattering the ice in place and releasing a dense, cool mist into the air.

"[b][color=00aeef]Try again.[/color][/b]" Shion told Wesley, pointing her sword at him.