Barely a minute ago he'd been pressed in the corner of the hallway and trying to regain his bearings after suffering a violent kick in the face. Now he was opening his eyes as if waking up form a dream, yet Claude was still standing. The first thing he noticed was the total lack of pain in his shoulder and face. Even his nose was completely healed! But that wasn't the only thing that was different. The sword Ed had made him had been replaced by the familiar weight of his Eternal Sphere. Reflecting the sunlight from overheard, the blade gave off its distinctly blue and purple sheen.
Wait, sunlight! But what...?
Frowning in confusion, Claude squinted up toward where the light was filtering through the ceiling. When that didn't give him any answers about what was going on, his gaze immediately snapped toward Dias, who was standing a fair distance across from him. Then, he glanced over toward Guy, who was positioned further up and wearing what were probably his Auldrantian duds. Weird!
Just as he was turning to see who was standing in front of his friend, a large ball of energy caught his attention. It was aimed straight at Guy. One glance at the source of the attack was all Claude needed to see -- even with the mask and the form-fitting outfit, he knew exactly who that bastard was.
"Sync!" he ground out through his teeth. Without even thinking, he charged toward the boy, a familiar yet unexpected surge of energy bursting through his body. Dirt flew up from where his feet suddenly pushed himself off from the ground in what was supposed to be a wide leap--
--only for Claude to be met by the unexpected shock of slamming straight into an invisible, solid force. Flashing specks of light clouded his vision, and it took Claude a moment to realize that the wall, or force field, or whatever that was had sent him lying on the ground. "Dammit--!" he hissed, utterly bewildered as he tried to push himself to a stand. "What the hell is this?!"
Coliseum Floor - South
Wait, sunlight! But what...?
Frowning in confusion, Claude squinted up toward where the light was filtering through the ceiling. When that didn't give him any answers about what was going on, his gaze immediately snapped toward Dias, who was standing a fair distance across from him. Then, he glanced over toward Guy, who was positioned further up and wearing what were probably his Auldrantian duds. Weird!
Just as he was turning to see who was standing in front of his friend, a large ball of energy caught his attention. It was aimed straight at Guy. One glance at the source of the attack was all Claude needed to see -- even with the mask and the form-fitting outfit, he knew exactly who that bastard was.
"Sync!" he ground out through his teeth. Without even thinking, he charged toward the boy, a familiar yet unexpected surge of energy bursting through his body. Dirt flew up from where his feet suddenly pushed himself off from the ground in what was supposed to be a wide leap--
--only for Claude to be met by the unexpected shock of slamming straight into an invisible, solid force. Flashing specks of light clouded his vision, and it took Claude a moment to realize that the wall, or force field, or whatever that was had sent him lying on the ground. "Dammit--!" he hissed, utterly bewildered as he tried to push himself to a stand. "What the hell is this?!"