Ambience nodded. He played a sharp trill as he approached the Squizard, armed with the power of music. He stayed back, as there wasn’t much he could do but help his comrades, no, his friends. His song of hope turned into a song of strength, combined with the same hope as before. He trusted in his friends, and knew they could save Schmarity and defeat the Squizard, they just had to believe in themselves, and he could help them with that.