[h2][center]Zeke von Genbu[/center][/h2]
With the beasts dispatched, Zeke took a deep breath and flicked his sword to the side. The nature of the weapon meant that it would never dull (by dint of not having a metal blade), but letting the blood that had splattered onto it stick would only lead to problematic stains down the line. A nickname related to something like that wasn't exactly [i]cool[/i], per se.

Once Magilou flew down from her perch in the sky, Zeke was already attempting to drag himself out of the crater, having taken Pandoria's hand to get him out in ths first place. Given the situation, someone fixing the collateral damage of theor combat was wholly out of the question; hopefully, that didn't mean someone would attempt to charge them to do so.

"Boots? Er... We may have something...?" he responded, half unsure of himself as he turned towards Pandoria. "Do we?"

Half rolling her eyes, the Blade returned the comment with a slight smirk before rifling through their shared bag. The amount of sifting through object of all types took a few moments, but soon enough Pandoria had procured a pair of boots, as requested. Whether or not they would fit, though, remained to be seen.

"Here you are, then," she said, handing the footwear off to Magilou before closing the bag back up and putting it back on.

To that, Zeke simply nodded towards the three others present before chasing off after Hibiki, who seemed to already be running off into the unknown.

Again.

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[h2]The Cove[/h2]
The beam that had been fired by Nanoha took the fishmen and their queen by surprise, and a few who had been unfortunate enough to be mid-leap as they attempted to strike out at the pair were unceremoniously renderrd unconscious in midair, falling to the ground with sickening "thud"s.

By some miracle or another, though, one of the fishmen had pushed the Siren to the ground as the attack began; with the dozens of the fishmen in front of her and the conch still in hand, the subsequent attack had only left her barely conscious. Though most of the others who had been escorting her had fallen, the Siren once again brought the conch (which was itself glowing an unnaturally luminescent blue) to its mouth to play once more. The motion was forced, almost strained, but done nevertheless.

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