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I glanced up to see Maester Seymour summoning. His aeon was powerful, so very powerful, and for a moment the Cure on my fingertips almost dissipated to nothing as I stared at both of them, transfixed.

Such power.

Lulu snapped at me. "Yuna! Concentrate!" I started at her voice and went back to tending the injured. The girl I healed wiped the tears from her face, murmuring her thanks. The chaos around us subsided. The fiends were all gone.

I turned to watch Maester Seymour. He was smiling. His aeon lashed against its chains, howling at the sky.

Such power.