Moment of Chance

Reina, who was catching a break from the hectic flight, looked over to Aria and raised a brow. Her bountiful chest was heaving up and down, her body tired as she was not someone who actively participated in harsh activities. "A.. binding skill?" she repeated.

"Yep!" Aria enthusiastically replied.

"Wait, wait. You're- you're not telling me to use a skill to bind that thing, right? What on Earth can restrain something of that size?!" Reina complained, wiping the excess sweat off of her forehead after the running session.

"You and your skills, obviously. Why else would I ask you?" Aria looked at Reina as if she had just voiced out an outrageous question.

"No, no, no. You must be thinking of the skill I used on the first stage, because I haven't shown anything else. But there's a mishap on your part. That skill.. is just showy! It's not something that you.. utilize for fights and all." Reina debated, refusing to give in.