[ It's not from Fodlan, not a Hero's Relic. That's enough for Claude to relax ever so slightly since that likely means nothing can or will go wrong. It's not like he knows the weapon like Kyle does so there's no reason to make assumptions so quickly.
And then the blade changes.
Claude can't bother to hide his horror as it morphs, expands further, and for a sickening moment all he can think of is the Lance of Ruin changing Miklan into a beast before their very eyes. Without thinking he reaches forward like that'll keep Kyle from being absorbed into it as if he can drag him back from that transformation. But a second after he holds his hand out and the creature keeps growing Claude realizes Kyle hasn't been pulled into the transformation at all.
Nemesis gets impaled and just like when Teach ended their aptly-named enemy's too long life, he crumbles into dust in a burst of light. The light's enough for him to see what's really facing him, what's staring at him while he holds his breath with muscles tense and ready to flee. It serves him when he he picks up on the motion at the same instant he twists away to pivot on his feet in combat familiarity, but Claude is well aware of the rush of air skimming his face which means that blade only barely missed. ]
What is this?! [ The shout's directed Kyle's way and hopefully carries over the clash of the axe with the... being. It lunges again and he spins once more to dodge, but it's fast, he's tired, injured. And maybe there's something to his Crest not matching Freikugel's; the axe glows brightly still, brighter than before, but he feels weaker than he should while wielding a Relic. Can't think about that now, though. ]
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And then the blade changes.
Claude can't bother to hide his horror as it morphs, expands further, and for a sickening moment all he can think of is the Lance of Ruin changing Miklan into a beast before their very eyes. Without thinking he reaches forward like that'll keep Kyle from being absorbed into it as if he can drag him back from that transformation. But a second after he holds his hand out and the creature keeps growing Claude realizes Kyle hasn't been pulled into the transformation at all.
Nemesis gets impaled and just like when Teach ended their aptly-named enemy's too long life, he crumbles into dust in a burst of light. The light's enough for him to see what's really facing him, what's staring at him while he holds his breath with muscles tense and ready to flee. It serves him when he he picks up on the motion at the same instant he twists away to pivot on his feet in combat familiarity, but Claude is well aware of the rush of air skimming his face which means that blade only barely missed. ]
What is this?! [ The shout's directed Kyle's way and hopefully carries over the clash of the axe with the... being. It lunges again and he spins once more to dodge, but it's fast, he's tired, injured. And maybe there's something to his Crest not matching Freikugel's; the axe glows brightly still, brighter than before, but he feels weaker than he should while wielding a Relic. Can't think about that now, though. ]