Libra is fighting some of the smaller enemies, using his axe as a conduit for his magic. Anyone nearby can see it glowing with colors showing what element he's using at each time. When Emet-Selch goes to cast his big spell, Libra can feel the pull of Bios before it's released. He turns just in time to catch the slam of the claw on the floor.

That was impressive. He hadn't been talking himself up too much before.

But apparently it wasn't enough, as he watched the Grimm starting to stand again. He ran over, standing between Emet-Selch and the rising Grimm.

"How long would you need to do that again?"