"How else do spas keep people in shape if they don't have monsters?" he asked with a chuckle, now that he knew that Zack was okay. Humor was Reno's weapon of choice when things got tough. It gave him reason to keep at it.
Reno patted his pockets at Tseng's question, then wracked his brain to do a mental tally of what he had left. "Hm. I'd say ten more, give or take. Mostly hi-potions, a couple regular. Ciss has more. Zack should have some, too. We kicked the collective rear ends of a LOT of monsters before this one lumbered along." He frowned, eying the dragon again.
"If you take out the other eye, and Ciss can get both wings in shreds, I can zap it's skull again, and Zack gets the ankles, this thing won't be able to move. Or at least, not well. It'll be easier to avoid its claws..." He tutted. "Almost feel bad for this thing. It'll be a sitting duck." A very confused, brain-fried sitting duck.
It was all of their plans rolled into one, and likely Tseng was already thinking the same thing. "I wonder if an antidote can do anything for his breath..." he muttered half in jest, finger hovering over the button that would fire up his EMR again. "Wonder if I can get some of those potions in his mouth? I mean, the effect's gotta be more potent, right?"
Even so, as Zack and Cissnei moved in to get Zack's sword back, he hurled another potion at the creature, trying to distract the thing away from the two opponents. It was 'cover' enough, especially with Cissnei helping the man.
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Date: 2010-10-26 11:20 pm (UTC)Reno patted his pockets at Tseng's question, then wracked his brain to do a mental tally of what he had left. "Hm. I'd say ten more, give or take. Mostly hi-potions, a couple regular. Ciss has more. Zack should have some, too. We kicked the collective rear ends of a LOT of monsters before this one lumbered along." He frowned, eying the dragon again.
"If you take out the other eye, and Ciss can get both wings in shreds, I can zap it's skull again, and Zack gets the ankles, this thing won't be able to move. Or at least, not well. It'll be easier to avoid its claws..." He tutted. "Almost feel bad for this thing. It'll be a sitting duck." A very confused, brain-fried sitting duck.
It was all of their plans rolled into one, and likely Tseng was already thinking the same thing. "I wonder if an antidote can do anything for his breath..." he muttered half in jest, finger hovering over the button that would fire up his EMR again. "Wonder if I can get some of those potions in his mouth? I mean, the effect's gotta be more potent, right?"
Even so, as Zack and Cissnei moved in to get Zack's sword back, he hurled another potion at the creature, trying to distract the thing away from the two opponents. It was 'cover' enough, especially with Cissnei helping the man.