Here he was facing the most bizarre challenge yet, and Genis could make neither head nor tail (nor other stranger body part) of the beast that stood out in the distance.
What he had thought was simply a media phenom was in fact a clear alien threat, but it was too late now. In the body of his youth, he flashed back to that early training on Hala, when he was not yet the warrior he had become. And he wasn't the only young person here. He wondered who the blonde was, and didn't as much pay attention to the other dark haired boy.
Walking up with a little swagger in his step, Genis grinned and saluted her.
"How about we kill this thing and I treat you to a victory date? I'm thinking drinks and dance and see where the party goes."
Genis looked at the other one. "I'm sure you're invited too..."