[The rope around her waist snaps taut when she's pulled, and Tifa holds onto it, glad for her gloves saving her from the burn of it on her skin. The thunder grazes her, fizzling at her ankle where the leviathan's tail is wrapped, and between the magic and the keyblade, it flies back away from her with a mighty roar.
And she wastes no time in jumping back to her feet with a quick 'thanks' his way, her ankle a little sore and swollen from its tight hold, but nothing that she can't handle. She'll look into it later.
At least the spells have bought them a little time as it dives beneath the water to find its bearings again.]
I think we might need to take one each. Head and tail separately...? No way it's gone down that easy.
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And she wastes no time in jumping back to her feet with a quick 'thanks' his way, her ankle a little sore and swollen from its tight hold, but nothing that she can't handle. She'll look into it later.
At least the spells have bought them a little time as it dives beneath the water to find its bearings again.]
I think we might need to take one each. Head and tail separately...? No way it's gone down that easy.