Glyph Phoenix sighed exaustedly. Just a few weeks in the area, and already a full scale attack had been declared on the planet. That is, if you could call an attempt at world conquest a declaration.
"All this destruction... I'm so inexperienced here that if I don't get hit by an enemy I'm bound to get killed by friendly fire."
Observing from the sidelines, he observed three of the most powerful villains in the universe launch their assault. "It's times like these that I wished I'd beaten FF6, 7, or any of them for that matter. I always knew that it would come back to haunt me."
Glyph focused his energy into a sphere of ready for launching and that doubled as a weak shield. He aimed it at the flying Kefka. "Maybe it won't be so bad. I've heard of people that can beat Kefka before he starts talking in the final battle. But I never even reached the final battle..."
Glyph Phoenix sighed again. |