Fina was standing there near Vyse, a serious look of determination on her face as she close to being able to use some of her own magic enough to help her team. It wasn't before she saw Ramirez walk past her and disappear, she herself felt various moves that felt like it might have been cutting her but she felt mostly fine. Her stomach was sick and she doubled over with one hand on her knee and her eyes turned towards her comrades.
The second she looked over, she saw that Aika and Gilder were no longer standing and seemed unconscious to an extent, but she knew better. Vyse was wobbling and she went to catch him but couldn't support his weight and her legs buckled beneath her as she held onto him. Taking a deep breath, she felt his hand on her head and spoke at a low volume, much too softly for anyone but her to hear.
"..Don't...gi--" Fina felt his hand go limp but she didn't let it go, she held it where it was.
Her priority was to attempt to revive them, if it was possible. "Moons..bathe us with your light.." She politely asked at a volume in which it could be heard, but nothing happened as far as retrieving the lives of her friends.
Unable to cope with the loss, instant tears fell from her face.