First fic. Just some drabble about my first rare summon. It turned out longer than expected. Hope you guys like it.

A Fight to Remember

"Not again!"

I hear my summoner yell as she punched the wall in frustration. I was so disappointed in myself. I still wanted to fight, but I was slowly disappearing. I know what happens next, I will simply reappear at the summoner's town. This has happened many times before, but I have never been so affected with falling in battle, until that specific battle. That fight was with Sky Knight Falma in Greskya Caves. And as the team's leader and main earth unit, my summoner was counting on me. And I let her down. What was Falma doing in those caves anyway? The salamanders I get, but why the sky knight?

I wasn't the only one who was upset, I can see that new guy, Farlon … I think, was also looking grumpier than usual. He was and is proud of his power. Losing like this was probably like a slap in the face for him. But he wasn't the one expected to lead the team, I was.

We won, eventually, but it cost my summoner a gem. I know that for other that isn't a lot. My summoner was stingy so even one gem was a big deal for her. A side from the gem, my summoner's brother who never says a good thing starts to insult her saying that we were weak and that she should replace us.

I have gotten stronger since then; still the shame and disappointment still haunts me. We left Cordelica to focus on St. Lamia Palace to defeat Maxwell, we have no plans of returning there since the fight against Falma. We arrive at one of the highest floors. Seems like Maxwell was just above this one but before we could ascend four warriors blocked our path. One of them was our first princess Lidith but the one I'm really worried about fighting was Sky King Falma. This one looks a lot stronger than what we have encountered in Cordelica. I was scared but I took my position at the middle of the team. I close my eyes… breathe in… jump, aim and shoot ,shoot, shoot.

The fight didn't last long. Falma went down with one "Star Gale". The rest of the opponents went down with the Brave Burst of my teammates. Now I understand why my summoner stopped us from using them earlier. I see the other units relax as my summoner announced that we would be going back to restock supply and plan before facing off with Maxwell . I on the other hand was still in a state of shock from winning that battle. I was then tackled into a hug along with another unit, I recognized it as Farlon from the bright orange hair. The summoner let us go and I saw that she was smiling brightly at us.

Farlon then smiled and cheered as he lifted the summoner and set her on his shoulder (like Xenon and Estia). I laughed and cheered along. We went as far as yelling at the gods to throw their worst at us. Of course that we would feel ridiculous after this, especially the shy little summoner, but we were just so ecstatic about the win that none of us cared. The other units were looking at us as if we were possessed or something, let them stare I say.

Eventually we did defeat Maxwell, but it could not compare with the joy of beating Falma in the last floor. I look around at the squad, I see that of the squad that faced Falma in Cordelica only Farlon and I will remain. And I also know that I am going to be replaced by a stronger unit sooner or later. Strangely enough, I was fine with that. If that is what it takes to win this war, then so be it. I'm not afraid of being used for fusion because I see that my summoner sees me as a friend now and not just a unit.

"Can you see my wings? These wings are meant to protect, and now they are yours!"