[ Depending on how this night goes as they venture inside, and cleave away the shadowy limbs of this highly dangerous monster, he might very well still want to step outside to crush these tombstones after all. But that's a thought that he ultimately decides to keep to himself as he focuses up. The tattoo on the side of his neck, temporary though it may be as he elected, grants him that shift in power he's needed to be protected some from their new enemy. And if need be, he'll be using the new magic unlocked to him to full effect. ]
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We're being watched. [ A beat. ] Like there's eyes everywhere but you just can't see them.
[ Which is exactly why Cloud has already drawn his Buster Sword, keeping it at the ready in his grip, but not falling into a fighting stance quite yet. ]
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We're being watched. [ A beat. ] Like there's eyes everywhere but you just can't see them.
[ Which is exactly why Cloud has already drawn his Buster Sword, keeping it at the ready in his grip, but not falling into a fighting stance quite yet. ]