"What kind of attack is that even supposed to be?!" Waver cried, voice cracking in the middle of the exclaimation in his own fright and uncertainty. He had never seen a move like that before, and on instinct he climbs on top of some nearby debris so he could better analyze their opponent.

In the meanwhile, Cass was becoming more agitated with how this rescue effort was going. Completely done with these scythe-weilding assailants, she gives chase with her Pursuit to head the nearest one off before any more innocents could be harmed.