Aya breaks into a laugh hearing the smirk in Sanada's voice. How funny, that just a minute ago she was under a blanket of fear and pressure and now she feels like she could simply float away. What a magical day this is.

Light and color filter back into her eyes, and she turns her head to look at Sanada and that wonderful smile on his face, like he's sharing a secret joke with her.

"I remembered why I'm playing... thanks to Flayn-chan. Let's finish this together, Sanada-kun."

Oblivious for now to Aya's returning senses, Yukimura coolly agrees, "Certainly, I don't want him to be allowed to have it either. I have an idea."

He leaned in and whispered an explanation of Australian Formation, in which they would line up at the center with Flayn in the rear, running in the opposite direction of wherever Yukimura went.

"This will protect your wrists from Sanada's strength without sacrificing court coverage."