[Tifa looks at him, exasperated. Because of course that's how they're going to take care of it.

She can feel the dread oozing from those flames—that sort of negative energy that makes her skin prickle and crawl, even under the intense heat. If anything, it just makes it worse. It's almost as if whatever its point touches, it poisons it with that energy, like a real scorpion would.

There is only one problem that she can foresee, but hopefully Law will be able to counter it.]

So, all I've managed to get out of this place is fire magic... which might not even be that useful against it.

[She grabs hold of Law when she sees the tail about to strike the ground again, shielding them from the sand it sprays up.]

If I can get close, I might be able to snap it off, though.