Fierce Winds/Script

Battle begins
Setsuna: Oops. -->Azama: Setsuna? Have you shrunk about oh, a foot or so in the last minute? -->Setsuna: No. I'm actually sinking in some quicksand. -->Azama: Mmm? Quicksand at this latitude? How fascinating! -->Setsuna: Am I going to die now? -->Azama: Physically...yes, probably, But your spirit will live on in our memories... -->Hinoka: Azama! Why aren't you doing anything to help her? And Setsuna... Why are you so calm? Is this some sort of joke? Gah! I guess I'll have to save you. -->Setsuna: Ah. Thank you, milady. -->Azama: My, my. Lady Hinoka the Hero. -->Hinoka: *sigh* Azama, we are currently under attack. Can you try to be serious for two seconds? -->Azama: Of course, milady! Although, I am currently without any battle implements, so... I'm afraid I'm at the mercy of your protection. -->Setsuna: I think I'm stuck in the quicksand again... -->Hinoka: Gods. I knew I couldn't rely on the two of you, but this is worse than I imagined!