[It's the touch more than anything that draws Yuuna up short. She stops pressing, release the double, and kicks her full in the chest, driving her to the ground.

Nobody ever said she was a saint.]

That's for spouting all that crap about Merrill.

[Rising, she lowers the sword and closes her eyes, letting the old melody wash through her. She only understands a few of the words, the very, very basics of the language, basically what Merrill's shared but the meaning is clear. It's a lullaby, almost. Or a dirge. Perhaps both.

In any event, when Merrill's voice rings out for that final time and Yuuna opens her eyes, they're standing back in the cavern. Sagging, she drops her sword and gasps before dropping onto her knees.]

Savior's great flaming ass...that was...what the hell was that. What is up with caves these days.