Lenne held to the back of their small group with Braska, also much more comfortable in a supporting role, usually letting her aeons take the lead while she stood back to heal and defend.

When Auron called out, her stance changed, suddenly on edge, unsure of what to expect, but prepared. She'd never seen anything quite like the heartless before, and couldn't think of anything else to call them, so she called it like she saw it, and dubbed them shadows, right out of her childhood nightmares.

Auron's strength and Jecht's energy gave her confidence, despite the growing darkness around them from the fiends. She began to dance. Sure, she could have summoned an aeon, but the fight was only just beginning, and summoning took a lot out of her. And considering how long it had been since she tried, well... she was going to wait until it was truly necessary. Until then...

She danced. It felt ridiculous at first, but she forced herself not to dwell on that and to focus on the steps. She stumbled more than once at the beginning, but after a few more moments, she didn't hardly have to think about it. It was truly a simple dance, one of the first she had learned. The Darkness Dance. Somehow, it felt appropriate. Let's see how the shadows enjoyed being blind.