Well that was a boss fight phase change if Pen had ever seen one. This is probably where her raid timers would be screaming at her to maximize DPS before an enrage timer, however all she can do is skitter to one side to avoid the stone. It rolls and bounces, ricocheting off the earth thanks to the force and slamming into a tree. The splinters fly everywhere, and it's only the bubble that keeps the party from being shredded.

"Right..." Pen panted, thrusting her hand out and lobbing another spell, this time at Gil. The Haste hits him and he moves like greased lightning, rushing at Ragnarok with even greater speed, swords slashing in a frenzy of blows.