Flonne was used to seeing Vyers get his butt handed to him in a battle with Laharl, but after everything they'd all been through together (and for the fallen angel, such things weren't that much in the past), she didn't want to see him hurt. She was more than prepared to help him with his pain, for she believed his claim of a cramp entirely, but the demon was gone almost immediately.

She watched him run off, hands clasped together over her heart. Perhaps this was more serious than it seemed? A glance at Etna revealed nothing, but Laharl seemed almost concerned for the briefest moment. She merely nodded at Laharl's command, trailing behind.