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Éliane had to wonder if she actually had a luck materia on her body somewhere. She really did seem to have an uncanny ability to make it out of every crazy situation she voluntarily got herself into. She had made it out alive after that last attack on Reisa and her weapon, and with the help of her wind materia once again, managed a clumsy landing on the golden platform after recovering from her own attack. Any more stress on the poor thing was probably going to make it detonate like another one of her grenades. 

The entire thing had left her completely spent, though, and she was not alone. Laying down on the platform face up, she was joined Rudolf and Esben in using the thing as a massive bed.

Yet even with it all over, the craziness hadn’t ended. If she had anymore energy, or the fact that her materia was a hair’s breadth away from backfiring from overuse, she might have participated in throwing herself off the platform like a madwoman, but she refrained. Instead, she stared as three Kirins in succession launched themselves off into the air and disappearing into the airspace below.

Well, one of them was Galahad, and the other two were cats. Three such beings known for landing from great distances well.

She was confident they would be fiiine. 

Nap time…