Alex sighed, and shook her head, “You got to be careful with that vocabulary, Piero. Not all of us has the benefit of that sort of book learning. He just means we got to make it look good. Real, or some such.” She placed handed over the gathered arrow shafts.<br/><br/>Still, Lydalia frowned. She already hadn’t liked the plan, and hearing more dissent from the rest of the group empowered her to speak out, “Perhaps it is already too real. There is no glory in a battle won by such distasteful means.”<br/><br/>Alex snickered, “No, I’m sure an honorable death is far more preferable.”<br/><br/>“There is no greater sacrifice we can make for Ivalice than to die for it,” Lydialia insisted.<br/><br/>“Well, maybe I ain’t looking to die without exhausting all the other options first. Come on you guys. You really think us three minor mages could actually summon the dead or some such? Think Damon, use that fancy learning the rest of us couldn’t afford. It takes most of us two tries to get a fire spell off. You think we gonna actually raise the dead?”<br/><br/>“That’s quite enough,” Lydalia snapped, staring daggers at Alex. Still, Damon turned to leave, having made up his mind already.<br/><br/>“Oh, so sorry milady,” Alex snapped back, giving a fake bow in turn, “I forget you nobles know so much better’n us. Where shall I Sacrifice myself for your family’s great glory?” Lydalia huffed in anger, deciding instead to chase after Damon. They were going to have to keep the group together if there was any hope of survival.