"Yeah, somethin' like that," Reno agreed, scrambling to toss the Sylkis green to the chocobo before it could realize that its merry band of bugs was under attack. "But maybe gimmie a warnin' on the next one so we don't lose the bird?"

He wasn't complaining, of course. Not when he was letting a crackle of lightning fly from his baton toward the other bug.

One thing he had to say for the monsters in Mideel? So many of them were pushovers, it wasn't like they were going to have to worry about wasting greens.