"Ah," Azi said as Claude pushed him aside. He still felt a bit uncomfortable with the fact that the spell probably would have killed anyone else, but his thoughts were interrupted by the sudden chill that filled the room as Illian summoned a group of Risen. As soon as they broke from their torpor, Azi saw the Risen myrmidons immediately fling themselves at Claude and Aika. Seeing that they held themselves against that sudden attack, Azi took a few moments to absorb the state of the battlefield; though he hadn't been in such a situation before, he felt that it was important for him to try and figure out what song he should sing.
Before he could do that, however, a resounding clang drew his attention. A Risen mercenary had teamed up against Aika. He quickly dashed towards her as the Risen lunged, sweeping aside their blades with his quarterstaff before completely diverting them with a fluid strike. Azi would have pitied them; the nature of dark magic, particularly this kind, unsettled him. However, that was the cost of their sins, even had they changed later on.
"Are you alright?" Azi asked Aika, taking a breath as the two Risen tumbled into the ground. "Sorry to ask this of you, but could you protect me for a moment?" Though he had asked, he wouldn't really have the chance to confirm it at the time. Azi pulled out his song book and quickly flipped to the one he'd decided on. "I haven't practiced this one as much, but Vigor will do." Though the language it was in couldn't be understood, Azi's gentle, yet powerful voice began to rise over the sound of battle, filling the area around him with oddly inspired energy.
