At Connie's words the other black mage stiffened. Taking a moment to weigh his options, he looks over to the neophyte mage and shot her a quick look. "Today is a good time for us to review another lesson. What's the best way for a black mage to handle a force when they have no hope of casting fast enough to take them out?"

Turning around in the direction Connie came, Palom wasted no time and set up a hastily made wall of flame. By his reckoning, a minute. Maybe two tops. With that done he returns back to Connie. "Catch your breath? No? Well, catch it as we get out of here."

There was a beat. "What are you waiting for? GO!" And he clutches his staff and starts to book in Connie's direction.