The metaphors in this particular chapter jumped out at me, in a good way: describing Kinoc as the color of suet (such an evocative mataphor), Baralai and Gippal as the Gemini Warriors (FFX has a lot of astological imagery in the crests and sigils, so that works), the harvester.

The fighting/action sequence is well-described and well-choreographed. I like the way each person’s fighting style and their bonds of friendship are brought out, and especially the way Nooj and Paine fight back to back.

Again we’ve got the thwack-a-Nooj moment: he’s gotta start believing in himself! He needs to look through a recorder’s eyes, or somethin’.

Wee nitpick: I’m not sure if “repose” can be used in the sense it’s used here. It sounds like “rely” was meant.