The fabric of her mitts are tightened, raising her extended arm and drawing it closer to herself. She tugs twice on the sleeve of the glove, extending her fingers then clenching them as knuckles crack with a resounding echo. Eyes lower, looking to the glowing orb that resonates around her trained weapon.

When her eyes look back to Cloud again, they no longer hold the same amber color he's known. A flash of red, the hue of fresh blood, now colors her vision as she looks deep within Cloud, piercing past his gaze to strike at his heart with words to support her cause.

"I thought better of you. You'll never be a hero if you cling to these people. You're trapped in a lie, and you're too stupid to see it any other way."

With a step forward, the woman dips into a fighting stance. Not even once does she flinch or blink at the uneven numbers around her. It was a crowd against her, but the weight of her purpose was like an army pushing her forward.

"Come on, then. If you won't listen, then I'll beat the truth into you. I'll break every bone, crush your ribs, smash your skulls, if that's what it means to save this world."