Rakka was... over here, momentarily safe from the swarm as Emi and Celine held them off. She cradled her companion in her arms, checking for any serious wounds. But besides the few scratches from the Pterosaur claws, Fougere was angrier then scared now. "Rraaagh! We need to kick those lizard's butts!"

"....Right!" Rakka nodded and stood up again, letting Fougere move to her side, morphing into her magic cape in a burst of light. Together, they shot forward like an arrow, swinging a leg out to hit a swooping dino, knocking it away from Celine.

"Thanks!" She tossed a thanks towards her fellow Numbered.