Kuja held each of their lives in the palm of his hand. All of them. With threatening lava under the very floor they stood on. Doors locked, impenetrable. No one was escaping. Zidane, Garnet, Freya, Vivi, Eiko, Steiner, Amarant, and that fat… thing, as well. It was true that he did, indeed, have a plan in store for his little captives, but that could wait a little while surely. Watching them from above, he smirked. Which one would he toy with? Garnet would be most suitable, as would Zidane. Ah, yes, how insulting would it be to have his way with either of them? Hm, well… in this case… He wanted neither.

Eiko was far too young for his taste. Amarant wasn't appealing in the slightest. The black mage? He held no interest in toying with a toy. Then, Quina… Kuja had but one choice left then. Yes… Freya. That 'rat' would be his. He would play with her like a kitten would her prey before finishing her off. What made it even more deliciously exciting, was the fact that his black mage soldiers were the main force behind the attack on her home of Burmecia.

"Freya." A voice echoed above Freya's cell, identical to all the rest. "I need to… speak with you, alone." The smooth voice cut off before a light laugh escaped the sinister man's soft lips. Of course, rather he informed the dragoon knight or not, she would be coming up here. Hands bound in a set of magically sealed rope. She was completely at his mercy. Two black mage soldiers soon led Freya directly into Kuja's fancied quarters. No sooner had the mages dropped Freya off, and they were gone.

"It's good to see you, rat." Kuja smirked as the door slid shut and a clicking sound of a lock could be heard.

"I can't say I return the feeling." Freya spit at the feet of Kuja, a look of disgust upon her face. "What do you need?" She demanded in a rough voice.

"Oh, my… Are you really in a position to take such a tone with me?" Kuja was already, obviously, enjoying this. And he would only come to enjoy it more.