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Éliane didn’t like anything she saw at the summit, but there was little that she could immediately do about half of it. Especially when it was her country and countrymen these foreigners were messing with. What she could do something about was the barbarian scum that had so graciously offered himself as a target for the Kirins to vent their displeasure at. In such a position, there was little that she found intimidating about the man aside from other obstacle for her to deal with. 

“This piece of shit…! Cover me!”

With a roar of anger, she leapt at the man, boosting herself with her materia to accelerate her drive and launch her in the air simultaneously. Serendipitously, it allowed her to avoid the quake spell in its entirety as she imitated a dragoon’s dive at a far shallower angle. Éliane wasted no time in firing at him from above with her gunblade before landing right atop him with her weapon, striking out with a rapid stab first at his hand still on the ground, and then at the perceived weaknesses in his armor. 

It was an obvious blitz attempt, and with her lack of substantial armor, she immediately broke contact after that, leaping backwards but not before leaving him a parting gift as she wedged a grenade between the gaps in the metal plates.