[Eustace barely registers the commotion behind him, too busy grabbing and throwing another knight to knock down a few more with its ragdoll body. He doesn't even sense Tifa's presence until he finally hears a voice.]
...Juliet... Tifa...
[His voice is unlike his usual one, deeper and more gutteral. After only moving and letting the curse run its course he finally has a moment of clarity...before the rage and anguish returns when he turns and finally sees her. Sees her so hurt and injured.]
YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO RUN AWAY!
[With a loud roar, the storm winds kick up, lighting crackling as several bolts rain down and strike the ground between them as if to stop her. Yet instead of sparking fire, black ice erupts like a wall.
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...Juliet... Tifa...
[His voice is unlike his usual one, deeper and more gutteral. After only moving and letting the curse run its course he finally has a moment of clarity...before the rage and anguish returns when he turns and finally sees her. Sees her so hurt and injured.]
YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO RUN AWAY!
[With a loud roar, the storm winds kick up, lighting crackling as several bolts rain down and strike the ground between them as if to stop her. Yet instead of sparking fire, black ice erupts like a wall.
She's not supposed to be here.
She's not supposed get hurt.
She's not supposed to be with him.]