Smirking wryly, Cloud shrugs. It probably isn't comforting, but hey, it could be worse. A lot worse, even if the intermittent noises making it clear they're still being followed are unsettling on their own. If Zack was here, he'd probably be able to pick out how many there were, or at least see any of them before they got too close.

But Zack isn't here, and he's perfectly capable of doing this on his own.

"Right," he says, frowning in thought as he recalls the map they'd showed the route on, "then down that tunnel and right at the second--- duck!"

Whirling around when something comes flying at them from the other side at the tunnel, Cloud fires and he knows he hit it, but how badly he can't tell when the lizard creature falls with a splash onto the ground.