---!

This move of desperation, a completely devastating spell that threatens to kill everyone on the ship, not just her targets...

The sheer power moving through the air threatens to unsteady me at my very core. My equilibrium is almost thrown out of balance. The world around me is practically vibrating, a thousand pinpoints being hammered down against my skin all at once, reverberating through my ears, to the center of my being.

I have no way of standing directly against this. I am not certain any single person does, totally unaided. A spell of this magnitude is an indiscriminate weapon of killing that slaughters anything it touches.

And the mission will not be aided by my death.

I am not certain how much I can mitigate its effects. Without any form of hard defense, I can only do so much.

I press my forefinger and middle finger as it begins to feel almost as if I will be shaken to pieces. I have perishingly few options, and my heartbeat is only growing faster.

This is all I can do. My gambit to ensure my life is not lost uselessly.

I such in a deep breath as the mana flows, then part my lips---

"Exit!"

I'm told the effects of this materia cause it to appear as if I am melting into the shadows and becoming liquid darkness. For me, I feel no different. I simply recede out of sight and out of mind, and out of the direct line of fear, of any opponents.

I can only hope that the others all have methods of surviving.

And that mine is successful.