Cloud stood in front of the man who had caused him so much grief.
It was mere minutes after he and the others had defeated Sephiroth. He and Tifa were just about to head back up to the Highwind when he found himself here, in this pitch-black arena, destined to face his enemy one last time.
Cloud tightened his grip on the hilt of his weapon.
Sephiroth just smirked.
"This is for Biggs..."
Cloud leapt forward, slicing wildly.
"This is for Wedge..."
He followed through with a slice in the opposite direction.
"This is for Jessie..."
Another attack, faster now.
"This is for Zack, and for Nibelheim, for my mother, for Tifa's father..."
The attacks were like lightning now, Cloud unable to control his rage.
"And this is for Aeris..."
Cloud leapt into the air and, just as suddenly, dropped, bringing his sword to meet with Sephiroth's flesh.
Cloud never saw any of his attacks actually hit, nor did he feel any pain of his own. But when Sephiroth collapsed, bloody, broken, he realised that it was finally over.
It was mere minutes after he and the others had defeated Sephiroth. He and Tifa were just about to head back up to the Highwind when he found himself here, in this pitch-black arena, destined to face his enemy one last time.
Cloud tightened his grip on the hilt of his weapon.
Sephiroth just smirked.
"This is for Biggs..."
Cloud leapt forward, slicing wildly.
"This is for Wedge..."
He followed through with a slice in the opposite direction.
"This is for Jessie..."
Another attack, faster now.
"This is for Zack, and for Nibelheim, for my mother, for Tifa's father..."
The attacks were like lightning now, Cloud unable to control his rage.
"And this is for Aeris..."
Cloud leapt into the air and, just as suddenly, dropped, bringing his sword to meet with Sephiroth's flesh.
Cloud never saw any of his attacks actually hit, nor did he feel any pain of his own. But when Sephiroth collapsed, bloody, broken, he realised that it was finally over.