Yuna stepped up, her gaze skimming the collection of moogles before landing on the bright figure in the center. She wanted to see who it was but she was only able to make out a shadow of the form.

Celes fluttered at her side, the brave little moogle looking at his kin who stood against him. He wasn't going to look forward to this fight.

They weren't going to just let whomever kill them and do what they want but there was something nagging at Yuna's thoughts as she stepped closer. "Why?" It was only the heroes of light targeted which makes her wonder what the true goal of this might be. "Are you the cause of the ghosts?"

The dead deserve to rest.