FAMFRIT vs. Party Two: Theo/Div.
Her words did not go unheard. Somewhere, in the cacophony of madness that had threatened to drown all else, Theo heard her. Staggering backward at last, exhausted, he began to realize the extent of wounds incurred on his body, the blood from open wounds mixing with rain against his skin, bones aching and fractured perhaps in his arm, his side. Theo sheathed his sword. His head hurt, and it was difficult even to concentrate, but Theo moved a hand to his right side and attempted to cast Cure. He couldn't allow himself to fall, not yet.
But this effort only lasted a handful of moments. As he tried to maintain his grip on reality and the world around him, Theo noted that the street was flooding. Lightning shattered overhead, giving them ominous glimpses of the damaged street around them. Everything in his mind was screaming again in warning, but this time, Theo ran away from the monster.
"Div!" He growled, his voiced shattering against the rain and thunder, and he barreled right toward her, gripping Divina in both arms and trying to make for cover. Theo grit his teeth--she could kick the shit out of him later.