[He wonders if the stench of the battle would ever lift from Aqures Ixen. The smoldering remains of where fire had raged, the spilled blood and dead lying uncared for in their masses in the street
The fighting had waned in the far north-west corner of the City and was under control enough by now for Sephiroth to have left it under the command of his second. Spencer had reminded him of another -far more pressing- engagement.]
So after all of that. [Fatigue is evident in his tones but their apparent strength is by no means dampened by the tasks he's had thrust in his path over the last few days.]
You still manage to get to your objective.
[It's easy to imagine him drawing his sword, assuming a battle stance and fighting for the first time that he has over the whole battle but Sephiroth holds that anger in check; it's more like a whining complaint in his head as he knows he's much too mentally exhausted to be able to fight at his best now.]
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The fighting had waned in the far north-west corner of the City and was under control enough by now for Sephiroth to have left it under the command of his second. Spencer had reminded him of another -far more pressing- engagement.]
So after all of that. [Fatigue is evident in his tones but their apparent strength is by no means dampened by the tasks he's had thrust in his path over the last few days.]
You still manage to get to your objective.
[It's easy to imagine him drawing his sword, assuming a battle stance and fighting for the first time that he has over the whole battle but Sephiroth holds that anger in check; it's more like a whining complaint in his head as he knows he's much too mentally exhausted to be able to fight at his best now.]
What do you want, Kalki?