So chapter two brings us to Operation Mi'ihen. I'm trying to keep these in somewhat chronological order. This one may some seem as humorous, but Stalkmour is still dead in the end.

The shouting and screaming of warriors only served to draw the sinspawn closer. But he was not concerned about them. No; Seymour Guado had something bigger to worry about. He was hiding his head from the much larger spawn that the summoner group had not completely defeated. His right hand grasped his staff tightly as he concentrated on his next spell.

A feeling of warmth spread over him next as a cure was cast. He lifted his face to see his beloved Lady Yuna standing off to his right and coming closer. "Lady Yuna, stay back. It is not safe for you."

She nodded, but took her place next to him on his left. However, she made sure not to be too close. A figure in red came closer from the other side. Seymour smirked as he took notice of the so called legendary guardian.

The sin spawn took advantage of his lapse in attention and came closer for an attack. Dodging it quickly, Seymour watched as Auron ran in to slash at the arms. One disappeared in a cloud of pyerflies, but the other lashed out throwing the guardian to the ground. Yuna cast another cure spell on the man as Seymour cast his black magic.

This went on for several minutes before Seymour thought of a way to try and impress the lady. With one more hit from the fiend in front of him, he went into one of his most powerful attacks. While the people on either side of him watched, Seymour began the first motions of what he liked to call "Requiem."

"Yuna, Look out!" Auron shouted as he tried to run over and protect his summoner by throwing his body over hers.

Seymour smirked again as the power grew, he would show all of Spira he was not going to be a man to be trifled with. Darkness surrounded him before he threw that magic at the fiend. All was going well until the arms decided to take just that moment to regenerate.

His purple eyes went wide in shock as his final spell was thrown back at him. He had no time to dodge out of the way and ended up caught in the web of destruction. Forcing back any screams he might have made, Seymour withstood every bit of the powerful magic. He was not about to allow the Lady Yuna to see him in pain.

When it finally ended, he tried to remain on his feet. His lids fluttered at he tried to keep them up, but it was no use. Requiem took too much out on him. He managed to see Auron make one last attack on the sinspawn before he fell to the dirty ground. He could hear footsteps above him.

"Do you think he's okay?" The lady asked.

"It does not seem like it. Send him. We must hurry and continue on. We will inform Bevelle what has happened here once we arrive." One set of feet walked away and Seymour heard the other moving as if they were dancing.

He wanted to call out, to shout that he was not dead, but his body refused to cooperate. The feeling of weightlessness took over and it felt as if he were floating. He saw only colors before images of his parents came into sight. It was so serene at first...until he came closer and saw the sadistic grins they each sported.

"Welcome to the farplane son," His father greeted. "We have a lot of time to spend together now."

His violet eyes went wide once more, this time in fear.