[Rose isn't sure what to expect as she gets to the dungeon, but she doesn't expect to get there too late. She can only watch in horror as one of the shadow's swords slash through Vash's arm, separating it from his body. In battle, everything is decided in the time between seconds, and Rose doesn't have much time to decide at all.]
[Instinctively, she channels power from the small gem at her side and creates a large gust of wind to blow Vash towards her. Then, she channels what Holy magic she can to distract the shadow---briefly though it may be--while she rushes to Vash's side. There's no time for words as she holds her scythe in front of her, casting a healing spell. It won't fix the damage, but it might dull the pain.]
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[Instinctively, she channels power from the small gem at her side and creates a large gust of wind to blow Vash towards her. Then, she channels what Holy magic she can to distract the shadow---briefly though it may be--while she rushes to Vash's side. There's no time for words as she holds her scythe in front of her, casting a healing spell. It won't fix the damage, but it might dull the pain.]