Bad news, Black Mage. You were supposed to be the damage dealer. Because your backup? Is carrying a god damn harp. Jack yelps as Black Mage's pray-and-spray nearly hits the tail end of his long coat, and starts running a few more steps away.
"Are. You. Kidding me!?"
There's something in question about Jack's judgement, as he goes back for Black Mage, trying to help him along. "We're undermatched for that thing, we have to get out of here!"
E - this was almost accidentally Togusa, he hasn't done enough to deserve this.
"Are. You. Kidding me!?"
There's something in question about Jack's judgement, as he goes back for Black Mage, trying to help him along. "We're undermatched for that thing, we have to get out of here!"