The tail came sweeping in and Ignis had to back flip out of there before he could get caught up in the attack. A set of jaws came down and he shoved his lance right up into the snout. With a snarl, he pulled it sideways to make more of a cut and nearly got caught in a blood shower. As it was his clothes were now soaked with salt water and blood.

Tidus reminded the advisor of Prompto, cheerful in the face of pretty deadly danger with the potion healing him. But it was nice to think of the marksman albeit briefly because that head was swinging again. He momentarily wished the rest of his team was here with them. But they weren't, so that was that.

Then the crabs came in and Ignis somewhat felt better. These types of things were familiar and yet smaller than what he was used to. The short sword he had got became stuck in one of those damn claws, forcing him to resummon his daggers which slowed him a little.

"We're certainly going to find out once we eat it." Ignis said grimly and determinedly at Tidus' last question. It was going to be a fight and he leaped briefly into the air to land on one of the closest thing's back.