[ ooc: alright, all noted! I'm thinking it'd probably be best to interpret it as Entropy from the description. ]

When he hears Anders' voice, his head jerks up and the first thing he sees is that staff--or is it a lance? Riku's not sure what to classify it as--it's nothing he's ever seen before. Unfamiliarity strikes uneasiness in him already, long hair curling around his face.

"Sounds like they're pretty bad tacticians," he mutters as he straightens from his crouch, having previously been about to indulge in meditation. Fireballs, huh? Riku pauses and looks Anders over.

"I don't know. Maybe, it's worth a try."