"I never said I couldn't do any. I just meant that--wait, none of you can do any magic? I'm the fireball-throwing magic powerhouse on this team? Dude! You heard the man in blue, my darlin' hunnies, we've got us a world to save!" Not having been given any specific instructions on where to stand, he followed the French chick (because when in doubt, boobies), jumping as high as he could to reach the top of the building, but only just.
"All right, magicless wonders, don't worry about the giant blade composed entirely of lightning that's about to fall, it'll only hurt our big ugly friend." With a deep breath, Zelos concentrated on the mana flowing through him. "Hope you're ready for... Thunder Blade!" In truth he'd have preferred to have Genis around throwing spells, but beggars couldn't be choosers.