[ If Jacques doesn't mind, Zelda will be laying down her weapon in order to focus on him and those ordinary arrows. Her hand glows momentarily, bright enough to definitely be noticeable by all and then suddenly: Light Arrows. ]
Perhaps the light will draw in even more? [ She adds in nonchalantly after, as if she's not able to tell what ails these creatures in the end. ]
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[ If Jacques doesn't mind, Zelda will be laying down her weapon in order to focus on him and those ordinary arrows. Her hand glows momentarily, bright enough to definitely be noticeable by all and then suddenly: Light Arrows. ]
Perhaps the light will draw in even more? [ She adds in nonchalantly after, as if she's not able to tell what ails these creatures in the end. ]