[b][i]Akira Ayumu[/i][/b] “Thanks, Jessie!” Akira said as the Sweeper exploded behind him. The medical tent which had been set up had now been evacuated, but the boy still thought of covering their retreat… Only to take one look at the remaining Sweepers and find out that no, those were not foes he could take. So he had to go back to another line and hope that the Catapults and Stoners (Contraptions which rolled rocks down the mountain) would take out at least one Sweeper. How was he going to avoid being hit by the Catapults and Stoners himself? Well, being attuned to the Planet had its perks, and Akira’s next action was to tap into that connection as he ran, asking the air, the earth, and the mountain itself how - “Jessie, duck!” Akira shouted as one Catapult tossed a large stone at one of the Sweepers, a large stone which, if Jessie ducked, would most certainly hit said Sweeper. Assuming Jessie ducked, Akira would gesture at her to come with him, even as he ran towards a side path, a narrow trail which led through a bunch of large rocks, a trail which he had used before to get in and out various parts of the battlefield during previous attacks. This also allowed him and the AVALANCHE Agent to avoid another large, round stone that had been rolled down the main roadway up the mountain. As for the trail’s destination, it was one of the defenders’ fallback lines, where he hoped to find support for himself and Jessie - “Duck again!” Akira said as he himself crouched while several large rocks flew overhead, more evidence of the primitive-but-effective artillery used by the Condorians. He then proceeded, with or without Jessie in tow, to the collection of fortifications which made up the fallback line… Only to find that a bunch of Shinra Grunts and a few Mako-mutated Hounds were locked in fierce combat with Fort Condor’s mercenaries, trying to storm the line. “Damnit!” the boy said as he ducked and weaved among the interlocked fighters, curing the injured defenders and staying behind their ranks. He’d also give Jessie a cure for if she needed it, even as he built up the energy from adrenaline and stress which fuelled a potential Limit Break - If done right, a Healing Wind ought to turn the tide of this specific engagement. Hopefully, a Sweeper would not show up and the previously tossed and rolled rocks had already taken out the ones pursuing them. But alas, Akira knew that hope was not the only factor in battle. [i]Planet, give me strength...[/i] his thoughts trailed off as he waited for enough energy to well up for his Limit Break.