Lenne let out a gasp, simultaneously thrilled by the appearance of a foe but just as much thrust into the moment by the sudden pain of the attack. It had been a while, to say the least.

Adrenaline rushing to the surface, her face was set in a hard mask as she began a dance. It was a simple one she knew by heart, and soon enough, she could tell that the beast, though trying to resist, was having great difficulty casting any of its spells. A grin tugged at the corners of her lips, and after a moment, her heart was in it.

"Think you can handle being the muscle?" she asked Yuna with a grin, baiting her even though she was completely confident in the skill of her companion.