Running into the village, Zac looks around, breathing heavily. [i]Where'd she go?[/i] he wonders. [i]I swear, she was just ahead of me![/i] Just as he was about to give up and see what the others were doing, he felt something slam into his back, forcing him to the ground with an almighty [i]oomph![/i] Hearing Runya's voice, he chuckles and says, "They would've, if I were a Blitzball player, anyway."

Just then, he heard the dry rasp of his sword sliding out of his sheathe. Flipping over onto his back, he sees Runya holding it, inspecting the blade. After pulling himself out from underneath her, he chuckles as she asks if he used it to make a living. "Yeah, I use it to hunt fiends that bother farmers, citizens, and the like," he answers. "I actually made that blade myself, with some help from a weaponsmith I know. Just be careful with it: it's sharp enough to cut through the thickest fiend hide. It'd be easy to lose a limb or two if you're careless."