The initial wave of exhaustion recedes a little. Elidibus lifts his head to assess their surroundings and for a moment Kiyoiri might catch the barest sign of relief before the emotion is hidden. The Ascian turns most of his attention to her and the rummaging through the bag.
Chocolate as a healing item in itself is not necessarily outside the realm of his experience. Literal healing, perhaps not. But bolstering? Absolutely. This particular chocolate bar might not work exactly the same way. But he wouldn't reject its offer.
The Ascian remains still under Kiyoiri's efforts and won't flinch as any treatment is given to his borrowed vessel. Elidibus's gaze remains following the flow of the battle and in on the surroundings to watch for signs of a second wave. He'll eat the chocolate willingly if it is offered and find with some interest that it does seem to take a small edge off the fatigue.
Takechirou was ordered to perform an action by his Master and may even be preparing it. But the ride up to the airship has possibly delayed its execution or there was need to gather power for it. Regardless of the matter, the massive king of the skies is now descending. Their time is up.
"Quickly child, finish your work. Our foe returns." Elidibus will give what time he feels he can before beginning to push himself to his feet again. There are still things he can do. Ones he will do. If Kiyoiri protests, she'll receive a simple response.
"I'm not so easily defeated. I've chosen to see aid my fellow passengers and I will see this duty through."
And this time, rather than sword, the Ascian turns to a moment of sorcery. The philosophy of his world's law calls for Wind to oppose Fire. And thus it is conjured, wrapped around the bird as a cutting storm with a precision that leaves even Takechirou untouched. Elidibus does not need to limit himself to one school of combat it seems.
And a simple yet potent mimicry of the Aero spell is far less taxing at the moment.
Oh right. Food buff.
Chocolate as a healing item in itself is not necessarily outside the realm of his experience. Literal healing, perhaps not. But bolstering? Absolutely. This particular chocolate bar might not work exactly the same way. But he wouldn't reject its offer.
The Ascian remains still under Kiyoiri's efforts and won't flinch as any treatment is given to his borrowed vessel. Elidibus's gaze remains following the flow of the battle and in on the surroundings to watch for signs of a second wave. He'll eat the chocolate willingly if it is offered and find with some interest that it does seem to take a small edge off the fatigue.
Takechirou was ordered to perform an action by his Master and may even be preparing it. But the ride up to the airship has possibly delayed its execution or there was need to gather power for it. Regardless of the matter, the massive king of the skies is now descending. Their time is up.
"Quickly child, finish your work. Our foe returns." Elidibus will give what time he feels he can before beginning to push himself to his feet again. There are still things he can do. Ones he will do. If Kiyoiri protests, she'll receive a simple response.
"I'm not so easily defeated. I've chosen to see aid my fellow passengers and I will see this duty through."
And this time, rather than sword, the Ascian turns to a moment of sorcery. The philosophy of his world's law calls for Wind to oppose Fire. And thus it is conjured, wrapped around the bird as a cutting storm with a precision that leaves even Takechirou untouched. Elidibus does not need to limit himself to one school of combat it seems.
And a simple yet potent mimicry of the Aero spell is far less taxing at the moment.