[Well, that'll certainly do the trick, but Tifa gives it one last swift punch for good measure, and as she does, she tries to think of all the things that have brought her here. All the things that have her wanting to protect this new world that she's found herself in—all the friends, old and new, that she's made. It isn't difficult with Zidane here—he was always great at bringing out the best in her—so when her fist lands, it's with another eruption of fireworks, these ones not so small, and they start to grow bigger and bigger until...]
Oh no... Get down!
[BOOM! CRACKLE! FIZZ! POP!
It's an entire show that explodes in the spider's face where Zidane's daggers meet its body, and the flares fly this way and that, ricocheting off the walls of the cave and disappearing while others rain down on them. It won't hurt or burn, but any that touch Zidane's skin will tickle.]
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Oh no... Get down!
[BOOM! CRACKLE! FIZZ! POP!
It's an entire show that explodes in the spider's face where Zidane's daggers meet its body, and the flares fly this way and that, ricocheting off the walls of the cave and disappearing while others rain down on them. It won't hurt or burn, but any that touch Zidane's skin will tickle.]