Glyph changed his form of attack at the last second from a ball of energy to a rain of fiery hail. Kefka counterattacked, but not as if he were fighting a powerful adversary. He fought as if he was simply trying to keep fighting while he moved on to more important things.
Kefka set the ground ablaze to keep his opponent busy while he set off to conquer a greater goal-whatever it was. A group of Shadow Warriors surrounded Glyph and begain their assault.
Unaware of what kind of enemy he was facing, he prevented himself from reaching his full power. For Glyph, death was never a favorable outcome on either side. He focused on defensive attacks and warped the enemies into timeless, spaceless dimensions where they could be retrieved later. It took a lot more work than regular fighting, and after a long time he was hardly any further than he was when he began.
"If I find out these enemies happen to be robots or some other nonsentient being, and that I've been doing all this work for nothing, I'm going to burn a whole army of these things," Glyph said as he dodged an attack and responded with a low-energy fireball. |