Too many years of combat training had Selphie realizing that they were being toyed with. Kalki was content to treat them like pawns on a chess board as she turned around from Lust and Cloud to stare the avatar down. Selphie wasn't going to be this woman's piece to control. She was her own person. She had acceptex the side of herself that she didn't let show.

Something about this stunk worse than a pile of Behemoth shit. Selphie looked over at Yuri and over her shoulder towards the others with a deep scowl on her face.

"Something seriously stinks here," Selphie muttered, her sword ever ready to strike. She looked up at Kalki and raised her voice so that she could be heard. "You're no different than Ultimecia. This is the exact same kinda stunt she tried to pull on my world. She didn't get away with it and neither will you! We won't let you!"