[h2][center]Geralt of Rivia[/center][/h2]
[center]Edge of the Blue- Limsa Lominscuttle Town[/center]
[center]Lvl 6 (26/60) -> Lvl 6 (27/60) [/center]
[center]Word Count: 305 words[/center]

Geralt kept his seat as Sakura went to the open bay doors, firing blasts of, well, fire, from her hands while shouting some spell name. He wondered for a moment if he might be able to sculpt the flames of Igni in such a manner, but the sheer rapidity with which she was throwing out her spell made Geralt reconsider her potential as a fighter. His words of encouragement were genuine, but they fell somewhat flat when he was shown just how powerful she could be. 

Shaking his head, Geralt made the Sign of Quen, hoping to keep himself safe just in case something got through and hit him. With Junior beginning a retreat, his job was done. Now they had a bit more information. They also had a better idea of the scale of the enemy. The Abyssal Fleet didn't rely solely on its numbers, especially seeing what that 'Princess' had been capable of. 

[color=fff79a]"I'm going down there. I'm gonna help them escape."[/color]

Geralt's heart dropped, and he struggled with the restraints on his seat, shooting up as the rear doors closed and Sakura was lost to the sea, by her own choice. Spirit or not, she didn't stand a chance against that monster. He stared at the rear bay door, his face set in stone. "Dammit, kid..." Sighing as he turned back to the seats, he shook his head. "What do we got?" 

He didn't want to leave her, but there was no way they could rush back in without a plan. "All I have is this thing," Geralt said as he pulled out his plasma pistol. "I'm not even sure how much it has left in it...or how that part really works, but all of my Signs are useless after a few meters, and I don't fancy climbing onto that thing."