[Lloyd's body is as tense as coiled spring and he immediately zones into the movement. He starts in that direction, quick and sure, knowing that Zelos is probably only a step or two behind him.]
What are you waiting for? An invitation?
[The second that the monster peeks over the top of the trees, Lloyd comes to a stop, pulling out his swords in a smooth gesture of long practice. The top of the monster's head almost looks like the trees, but the color's off and there are like a million eyes all over what looks like the thing's 'face'.]
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What are you waiting for? An invitation?
[The second that the monster peeks over the top of the trees, Lloyd comes to a stop, pulling out his swords in a smooth gesture of long practice. The top of the monster's head almost looks like the trees, but the color's off and there are like a million eyes all over what looks like the thing's 'face'.]
Fire or lightning, right?