And Refia, too, came back to herself as the Stop wore off of her at last. Inside, she was cursing herself and Garland and everyone for him getting away, but there was no hope for it now - things were they way they were, unfortunately. The very first thing the mage did was cast Cura on herself to help her get to her feet - that Wave had not been pretty.

But that was it. The Regens and the Reflects had drained away her resources, and with Garland escaped once again - and changed, somehow - she wasn't about to use one of her precious Ethers to recharge when rest and potions would help just as much.

"Wh-What was that?" she asked in a shaky voice as she tried to steady herself with her rod, looking between Firion and the Warrior of Light. "Do y-you know him?"