Albel still didn't fully trust chocobos, but Fayt had seemed to like them enough. And with no other reliable beast of burden for local transportation around here, he'd simply have to get used to them -- sooner, rather than later.

He just hadn't expected to see a crystal body down by the enclosure.

Albel withdrew his katana, suddenly on edge. Were monsters encroaching closer on the city now that the empire had left so much damage? How strong would one have been to take down a Hero -- or were there simply too many to fight at once? Either way, that was trouble.