DISSIDIA: ūnus

[fayth]

Although she hadn't remembered going to sleep, the robed girl awoke gradually to the sound of crashing waves against a shore. She was face down, pushing herself up to her knees as her mismatched eyes fluttered open, closing again while she rubbed at one.

"Where am I...?" Nothing about this was familiar. It looked like a barren coastline, a place she couldn't put a name to as she sat there, looking around.

A staff beside her, was it hers? Reaching for it, she hesitated only slightly then picked it up, turning it over in her hands as she rose to her feet. Kicking rocks from not far off caused her to spin on her heel. "Who's there?"

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[dragoon_pride]

These things are more than a little creepy, like living dolls made to resemble them... and clearly to battle them as well. Kain doesn't like it at all, and he has the nagging feeling there's good reason to feel that way. He gasps as he watches the Eidolon appear... yes, there's familiarity to that as well.

His own opponent takes to the air just as he does, and they clash while aloft, their lances slashing at each other as fast as the wind. Kain spins into a Sky Rave, but the other one is fighting back steadily even as they descend.

Once on the ground, he gets on the defensive as he looks toward Yuna. "Crystalline copies of us in every way... and clearly-" He raises his lance to block a potentially devastating blow. "-dangerous." Fighting himself... why does that seem all too appropriate somehow?