[center][h3][color=#b3ccff]Esben Mathiassen[/color][/h3][/center] [hr] "Esben, isn't this fun?" She didn't wait or even look back to see the icy stare that was all the reply Esben had to give. Luckily, they solved the issue of the beasts without him really having to take part at all beyond directing Selene and Eos around—only for another test to come their way. Cid's glance went ignored as Adrammelech landed in the center of the clearing, roaring challenge at the Kirins. He jumped back, avoiding a bolt of lightning that blasted into the earth where he'd just been standing. Eos fluttered back near him, though Selene continued to hover around the entire group, flitting back and forth to avoid the electricity crashing around. [color=#b3ccff]"Everybody fall ba—"[/color] Rudolf charged forwards. No chance to even try and come up with a plan before having to account for the others taking matters into their [i]own[/i] hands. One of these days they would all [i]have[/i] to try and outline it all [i]before[/i] the fights began, rather than trusting on each other to just instantly adapt to everything. Galahad followed suit, issuing his own command. All well and good for a dragoon, basic guidance but still correct. Not [i]exactly[/i] what they should all do today. [color=#b3ccff]"Éliane, Chisato, each of you pick a side and harry it,"[/color] he commanded. [color=#b3ccff]"Don't let it rip Rudolf to shreds—interrupt it while he keeps its attention, and [i]help[/i] him keep it off of Galahad. Izayoi, help Galahad or Rudolf as the need arises. Miina, we're holding back for now, keep the spell up as long as you can. Eos, stick to Rudolf until I say otherwise—don't let him cook himself."[/color] The green fairy sped off as he backpedaled, sword loose in one hand with his buckler raised between himself and the Eidolon's servant. It wouldn't provide much against any lightning, but should it try to swipe at him with its claws it could easily prove the difference between life and death. Irritable as it made him, mapping out the forest in his head would have to wait; first he'd have to hope the others would at least be willing to listen to what he said, rather than crashing about like wolf puppies on their first hunt.