[center][h2][color=#b3ccff]Esben Mathiassen[/color][/h2][/center]
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Esben wasn't sure if he should have been concerned or not at the momentary blank look he got from Éliane as he shouted at her—that consideration was somewhat overshadowed by the schadenfreude he felt as he realized that she might have [i]finally[/i] learned just how painfully loud those firearms of hers could be. That in turn was completely eclipsed by the attack that Famfrit loosed upon them next, with him having to divert his course to avoid getting bowled over by any one of the corrupted blasts flying his way.

He was lucky he was so light on his feet, the way he had to dance and leap around the slick stone as he ran to come in reach of the golem. [color=#b3ccff]"Sorry, Selene, but you two will probably miss the ending of this,"[/color] he said to the purple fairy as they were able to rush in a straight line again. She glanced at him, wordlessly, as he glanced down at Ramuh's sigil. There was no way he could maintain the fairies while calling on Ramuh. He wasn't even certain that, after having barely rested from the fight with Adrammelech the day before, and having strained himself all night, he [i]could[/i] even call on Ramuh fully to defeat Famfrit for them.

The sigil glowed as he focused on it, willing the minute flow of aether he could command to open a channel to the Eidolon. Busy as he may have been with Cid and Zacharias, surely all three would understand that they couldn't waste time with the crystal's guardian with an invasion force on the way. [i][color=#b3ccff]Ramuh, now's as good a time as any for you to help us![/color][/i]

[i][b]Most uncouth, young warrior. Surely thou couldst beseech mine aid in a manner more seemly?[/b][/i]

Selene flickered next to him, pulling on the remaining aether that was allotted to her to maintain the Kirins' haste a moment longer. Esben's brow furrowed in consternation. [color=#b3ccff]Warden of Thunder, [i]it would[/i] greatly [i]behoove me if you would lend us your strength to strike down this corrupted guardian![/i][/color] He almost had to wonder if Eve ever had such trouble drawing on more of Bahamut's power...given the way the pair were linked, though, maybe the Dragon King didn't need much appeasement.

The creases in his brow grew deeper as he thought he heard laughter coming from the great bearded sage. Whether at his phrasing, or his other thoughts, he couldn't say—

[i][b]Thine arm is mine, and my strength is thine. Warrior of Light, smite this corrupted Totema and let the weight of my judgement fall on it like a fell blade![/b][/i]

Perhaps both. While he couldn't transform like Eve could, he certainly wouldn't mind having an Eidolon's backing to his attack. He leapt to the side, dodging another sphere of darkness, before raising his blade high. His shadow lengthened as he stepped into the storm that Izayoi and Miina had made for his attack, a spectral shade of the Warden of Thunder raising up around him, obscuring his own form within the tempest. Selene's purple glow disappeared within the swirling wind, freed into loose aether as Eos faded away from where she grasped at Izayoi's kimono. Lightning arced, the glow of the electricity in the air matching the angle of his blade, the scent of ozone filling the space around him.

[h3][i]"Feel my wrath, defiled guardian—Luminous Falchion!"[/i][/h3]

Esben lunged forwards, slashing his blade to cut through Famfrit's aura, hoping to strike through to the heart of the aetherial golem. Thunder clapped as the lightning surged with his strikes, burning an afterglow into his vision as he swung thrice into the benighted guardian.