Thankfully, good reflexes aren't necessarily a thing taken away by the Interdimensional Cloud, so Connie just barely manages to slide under the Firaga and to a standing position, unholstering her rod and firing Thunder on a skeleton closing in on Palom. "Well. Um, this is a bit embarrassing," she says as the mob of undead she had been avoiding begins shuffling and rattling towards the two mages. "Not exactly how I pictured meeting you again."