She knew they where on there way. To try and stop her, but she couldn't be stopped. Not now, there was no way. She did feel regret for what she did to Celes. She liked the hybrid witch. Regardless she was in the way and needed to be disposed of. She lived of course and that's fine but her face will be forever scarred. Once again remorse crept back up Terra's spine. She cast it aside not wanting to feel that pang of guilt. If she couldn't control that she would never reach her goal. She was all powerful and they wouldn't dare stand in her way. No, they would bow before her feet. Sabin may fight for he is thick headed but she would cast him aside as easily as Celes.

She knew Edgar would bow, for he loved her. At some point she loved him as well but her power swallowed that part of her. The part that loved, hated, or any other emotion. Except guilt, no matter how hard she tried she couldn't dispose of the guilt she felt. It came worse when she slept. The people she had murdered and the friends she had betrayed. She supposed that was her mother's human soul creeping inside her human body. Her father soul is what she sought after. Cold, ruthless, and without a sign of guilt.

Soon she would rule Dalmasca, then Firgaro, and then the world. Her old friends would tell her she was no better than the Empire. That is simply not true for she would not yield. The empire sought to destroy, she sought to rule. Anger began to build within. How dare they compare her to such a low life form? The Empire was nothing compared to Her and she must prove this to them. Prove her cause was much valiant. The humans were stupid, uncompassionate, cruel, and grotesque creatures who did not know any better. They poisoned their earth and wondered why there crops will not grow. They kill each other and yet prey for peace. There will be peace; the peace will lie in fear. The fear she would spread will be followed by obedience, obedience will lead to control. She would sleep now. She would struggle with the remorse that crept in, fight it, and sleep peacefully.

Sabin sat up straight and look across the ships cabin at his brother who had done the exact same thing. The starred at each other and Sabin felt his brothers pain. They had both been inside Terra's head. Being brothers they had a link and this had split there mind abilities into two forms. On occasion they shared powers.

"So it is true brother, Terra has become something else." Sabin said looking into his brother's eyes, which were filled with terror and tears. "I'm sorry Edgar."

"I need some air." Standing up Edgar strolled outside. The cool watery breeze felt cool and refreshing on his overheated cheeks. He walked about the ship collecting his thoughts when he noticed at figure at the bow. "Gau is that you?"

"Indeed it is King Edgar."

"I am not your King, I am your uncle remember."

"Yes, my uncle." Gau looked at him thoughtfully "Uncle Edgar is the Green Haired Lady evil?"

"No, I do not believe so."

"Are we going to kill her, I taste blood, I taste blood before I kill."

"Don't be absurd, we are not going to kill her, we'll restrain her and then bring her back to Figaro to interrogate her and see what is wrong."

"The taste never lies Uncle Edgar; I will indeed kill once we reach Dalmasca. Be it Green Hair Lady or others, I know I will kill."

"Your passion for killing scares me my nephew. Has your father taught you nothing?"

"This has nothing to do with father. This is the law of the Veldt. I will kill." He said bluntly "Goodnight Uncle Edgar." Gau ran off to the cabin to sleep and left Edgar standing there looking off at the approaching shore.

"I will kill" Edgar repeated. "I will not bow, I will kill." And with that Edgar returned to the cabin to try and get as much sleep as possible.

The boat was not drifting any longer. They had reached Dalmasca, and an odd calm had fallen on the boat. Locke opened his eyes and looked around the cabin. It was empty excluding himself. He stood and walked to his chest to grab his dagger and bandana. He walked out of the cabin and seen the rest of the crew had left the ship. Ed was paying the dock keeper, more than he owed more than likely, keep the boat tied up for a bit longer old chum. Walking over to the rest of men they all looked at him. "What." He looked back at them. Then it came to him, he was the only one who knew contacts in Dalmasca. They had to find Celes. "This way." Locke pointed and they began. Locke had been here before. He followed a golden swan here, he planned to borrow it, and he would have returned it later. They found Celes cabin and knocked on the solid oak door of the small house.

"Coming, one second," a light voice called from inside. A slit barely noticeable in the door flew opened and crystal blue eyes peered out. They widened immediately and the door flung opened. She threw her arms around Locke and he held her back. It was good to be in her arms. Then he remembered Edgar, and pushed her away slightly. The shock in his face was plain. "O My God Celes, what happened to your face?!"

There were burn scars on the whole right side. "Terra is what happened. She got lucky; if I see her again there will be hell to pay. Come inside, its not entirely safe on the streets." The filed inside and Celes moved to put on tea. "She is not the same person she was when she left Figaro. I know this now; I had to make myself believe it." Celes said and there was a natural feel of grief in her voice now.

"Do you know where she is?" Edgar asked.

"No, she blasted me and by the time I looked up she was gone."

Locked looked around the room. "Well what's the plan Ed? We need one that's for sure."

Edgar went deep into thought, sipping his tea long and hard. He looked at Celes face and felt her pain. "Lets start by looking on the outskirts of town. That's all I got."

"There is an old military base on the edge of town. It has been showing some activity lately. We could start there." Celes suggested. "Tomorrow. I want to get a good look at you boys before we start another adventure. This made them all burst into sound laughter while Celes had a complete confused look on her face. "Men." She said coolly. The rest of the night they drank ale and ate dried meats. For once Edgar slept with out dreams.