[ Elemental swords. It's a good touch. Ashraf hadn't known too many people that would weird two at once, either. He smiles to himself and completes that wave of his hand, murmuring a few words under his breath. A volley of spells fall over Lloyd, suffusing him with a few different wreaths of light for a few seconds. They all fade out pretty quickly, but in their wake he should feel, as promised, quicker, stronger, and rejuvenated. The shield doesn't feel like anything in particular — it'll be noticeable if anything takes a swing at him, though. ]

There you are! All ready to throw yourself into the jaws of danger. [ He gestures idly in the direction of that rustle, not bothering to glance after it. ] I'll be here. No blades, so I won't be too useful there.