[Does he have a better ability? Yes. Is he willing to use it? That's difficult to say. He knows that calling Bahamut's power forth in such a limited capacity will do little to harm him. He also doubts that such a small attempt will put much strain on his control over the Eikon. Still, he cannot help but worry.
But desperate times call for desperate measures. The good news is that they are decently outside of town. If he did lose control, someone was likely to notice before the damage got too great. And if nothing else, he's relatively certain the boy will be able to defend himself long enough to escape.
He inhales once before giving a nod.]
I do have this.
[He draws his hand to his chest, searching within himself for the resplendent aether that was Bahamut's light. He draws only a little forth, little more than two orbs settled above either shoulder. At first, they seem effectively useless, at least until Dion opens his eyes and points his spear at one of the snakes.]
Move, now.
[Dion also steps forward, prodding one of the snakes to get its attention. Where his lance skirts off the stone, two separately fired lasers from said orbs manage to at least begin to chip away at the stone. Right now, it's little more than an annoyance, but it does seem to draw the attention of the snake. He shifts his target to the second, before glancing to the young man. He better damn well be moving.]
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But desperate times call for desperate measures. The good news is that they are decently outside of town. If he did lose control, someone was likely to notice before the damage got too great. And if nothing else, he's relatively certain the boy will be able to defend himself long enough to escape.
He inhales once before giving a nod.]
I do have this.
[He draws his hand to his chest, searching within himself for the resplendent aether that was Bahamut's light. He draws only a little forth, little more than two orbs settled above either shoulder. At first, they seem effectively useless, at least until Dion opens his eyes and points his spear at one of the snakes.]
Move, now.
[Dion also steps forward, prodding one of the snakes to get its attention. Where his lance skirts off the stone, two separately fired lasers from said orbs manage to at least begin to chip away at the stone. Right now, it's little more than an annoyance, but it does seem to draw the attention of the snake. He shifts his target to the second, before glancing to the young man. He better damn well be moving.]