Yuna shuffled back, watching him attack again and again. She'd never seen such powerful fists before, but it soon became clear that it wasn't enough and that he was hurting himself. She stepped forward, extending a calming hand to him.

"We might need something stronger than that," Yuna whispered gently, waving her hand and casting a small curative spell on his hand. "Maybe...if I still have my fayth, they can help us. Should I give it a try?"

The pod next to theirs was likely to contain friends, right? She had to set them free. If the fayth were still with her in this strange place, they would help. She was sure of it.