[As the music reaches a crescendo, the bs flocking Flayn and Asch and the strings focusing solely on Dimitri now, the eye will realize it's in danger. The strings begin to wail, a sour, harsh noise as if someone is playing the instrument itself wrong. The lance drives into the top of the eye and the violin tilts violently, nearly knocking all of them off of their feet.
There's a soft, golden thread of light winding around Asch and Flayn as she kisses breathes life back into him, and around them the bs begin to scatter. They back off in a cloud, giving them space to rise and help their comrade who...desperately needs help, seeing how the eye is going to stare directly at Dimitri, soon glowing an angry, vicious red.
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There's a soft, golden thread of light winding around Asch and Flayn as she
kissesbreathes life back into him, and around them the bs begin to scatter. They back off in a cloud, giving them space to rise and help their comrade who...desperately needs help, seeing how the eye is going to stare directly at Dimitri, soon glowing an angry, vicious red.Hm. That's not good.]