[It's not so much that he wishes him luck, but Ragna can respect that lack of self-preservation instinct and silently hopes Akira doesn't not end up as a human torch. He doesn't, which comes as both slight surprise and— he'd die before he'd describe it as relief, but he's content with this outcome, that's for sure.
Figuring it might be for the best to check the other side of the temple himself, Ragna grabs the vial with the red-colored potion and downs its contents. He doesn't exactly feel any different afterwards, but it should still work, right?]
Well, here goes nothing.
[Easier said than done; despite what his earlier, ah, incident with the spirits might suggest, Ragna is no coward, but he's also not suicidal enough to try and walk head-first into the fire. There's a first time for everything, though, and after a brief moment of hesitation, he steps right into the blazing inferno and walks through it unharmed.
Right in time to see Akira kicking the poor chest.]
I ain't expert or anything but I'm pretty sure that's not how picking works.
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Figuring it might be for the best to check the other side of the temple himself, Ragna grabs the vial with the red-colored potion and downs its contents. He doesn't exactly feel any different afterwards, but it should still work, right?]
Well, here goes nothing.
[Easier said than done; despite what his earlier, ah, incident with the spirits might suggest, Ragna is no coward, but he's also not suicidal enough to try and walk head-first into the fire. There's a first time for everything, though, and after a brief moment of hesitation, he steps right into the blazing inferno and walks through it unharmed.
Right in time to see Akira kicking the poor chest.]
I ain't expert or anything but I'm pretty sure that's not how picking works.
[Of course, Akira is free to prove him wrong.]