"Fire!," Seifer exclaimed, holding out his palm.
A small burst of fire hung above his hand as he used its light source to see.
"SMART!," Fuijin cried, her pale face showing a shimmer of happiness.
"You're right Fuij, Seifer is smart... that's why he's our leader, ya know."
The young boy and Quistis was only a few meters behind everyone, slowly clinging to the heat and light from the fire. Maybe it was a good thing that Seifer came a long. He was the only one who junctioned well with fire magic. Fuijin had her wind, which wasn't very good in the darkness. Raijin had his thunder which risked a hazard in the wet corridors of the Tomb.
"We are here only to excavate the Tomb... do you hear me... Nothing else."
Quistis had spoke loudly, making sure the Disciplinary Members ahead of her could hear. They had taken several lefts before reached the room known as "Sacred's Courters." Before the assassination attempt of Sorceress Edea, Squall, Irvine, and Zell had defeated the Brothers Gaurdian Force. The room they now stood in was the area of the first battle.
"Squall's team should be in the drawbridge control room now. They'll contact us and we'll head to the center," Seifer smiled, his bright green eyes flickering with the flames he held before him. "We'll have to split up. I got Raijin and Fuijin."
Quistis turned to the boy and gave a groan. (Babysitting...) she thought. Showing a bit of anger in his face, the boy turned to her.
"I assure you, Ms. Trepe, I won't be a burden to you... this isn't 'babysitting'..."
She turned to the boy. "So, you can read minds also. You are indeed talented."
Fuijin and Raijin followed the dancing flames of Seifer out of the room, leaving the boy and Quistis submerged in the darkness. (I wish... I wish I had drawn some fire magic.) She turned to the boy, but couldn't see anything in front of her.
"We might as well wait until someone shows up to rescue us," Quistis sighed in digust. Not only had she been stuck with a little boy, but in the dark with no heat or light source in a haunted tomb.
"Ok... "
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Zell stood before the flames Squall held out before his team. He was bored. Zell went from boxing in place, to pacing back and forth, to finally trying to rest up. However, that was a failure seeing as how Selphie felt the need to sing her "Train" song.
Turning from the drawbridge, he finally left. When the shadows of Selphie, Irvine, Rinoa, and Squall had disappeared Zell held out his palm.
"Fira."
A large path of scorching flames lit up the cold walkway before turning into a big ball near the end of the corridor. The flames still stood, lighting a path in front of him. Stuffing his gloved hands in his back pockets, Zell walked onward.
"Hopefully I can find someone from the other team out here..."
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The light from an unknown Fira spell lit the way to Quistis' chamber. (Only one person would use such strong magic so recklessly)... before she could finish her thoughts, the boisterous voice of Zell could be heard.
"THIS IS CRAP... NOT ONLY IS IT DARK IN HERE... BUT THESE FRIGGIN' BLOBRA MONSTERS ARE RESISTANT TO MY ATTACKS. STUPID PIECE OF SH--"
Zell was now visible. He looked up meeting the empty stare of the boy and Quistis. "Sorry instructor. DIdn't know your team left ya... thought you were still asleep back outside in the car."
"Mr. Zell, I have advice for defeating the Blobra... scan them to find out what magic they are weak to. Some Blobra have a weakness to some magic. It changes for each one you encounter."
Zell turned to the child and gave a meek smile. "I knew that.... I was... j-just gettin' frustrated... cuz my u-uhm... (crap, he's smarter than me)."
The boy's smile grew. "No, Mr. Zell, I'm not smarter than you... just more skilled."
Zell had a flabbergasted stare on his face that focused on the boy... "You read my thoughts..."
Following the flames, Quistis, the black mage, and Zell walked to the center of the Tomb. Hopefully, Fuijin, Raijin, and Seifer would be there... Hopefully. The mage seemed to be in his own world. He was transfixed on the approaching darkness as the Fira spell dimmed.
(Father... The Defeated King of the Western Continent. Your son, the Prince of Darkness shall awaken you. With the Royal Family of Deiling back, we'll be able to revive the Sorceress and take what's rightfully ours... THE WORLD!!!)
A small burst of fire hung above his hand as he used its light source to see.
"SMART!," Fuijin cried, her pale face showing a shimmer of happiness.
"You're right Fuij, Seifer is smart... that's why he's our leader, ya know."
The young boy and Quistis was only a few meters behind everyone, slowly clinging to the heat and light from the fire. Maybe it was a good thing that Seifer came a long. He was the only one who junctioned well with fire magic. Fuijin had her wind, which wasn't very good in the darkness. Raijin had his thunder which risked a hazard in the wet corridors of the Tomb.
"We are here only to excavate the Tomb... do you hear me... Nothing else."
Quistis had spoke loudly, making sure the Disciplinary Members ahead of her could hear. They had taken several lefts before reached the room known as "Sacred's Courters." Before the assassination attempt of Sorceress Edea, Squall, Irvine, and Zell had defeated the Brothers Gaurdian Force. The room they now stood in was the area of the first battle.
"Squall's team should be in the drawbridge control room now. They'll contact us and we'll head to the center," Seifer smiled, his bright green eyes flickering with the flames he held before him. "We'll have to split up. I got Raijin and Fuijin."
Quistis turned to the boy and gave a groan. (Babysitting...) she thought. Showing a bit of anger in his face, the boy turned to her.
"I assure you, Ms. Trepe, I won't be a burden to you... this isn't 'babysitting'..."
She turned to the boy. "So, you can read minds also. You are indeed talented."
Fuijin and Raijin followed the dancing flames of Seifer out of the room, leaving the boy and Quistis submerged in the darkness. (I wish... I wish I had drawn some fire magic.) She turned to the boy, but couldn't see anything in front of her.
"We might as well wait until someone shows up to rescue us," Quistis sighed in digust. Not only had she been stuck with a little boy, but in the dark with no heat or light source in a haunted tomb.
"Ok... "
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Zell stood before the flames Squall held out before his team. He was bored. Zell went from boxing in place, to pacing back and forth, to finally trying to rest up. However, that was a failure seeing as how Selphie felt the need to sing her "Train" song.
Turning from the drawbridge, he finally left. When the shadows of Selphie, Irvine, Rinoa, and Squall had disappeared Zell held out his palm.
"Fira."
A large path of scorching flames lit up the cold walkway before turning into a big ball near the end of the corridor. The flames still stood, lighting a path in front of him. Stuffing his gloved hands in his back pockets, Zell walked onward.
"Hopefully I can find someone from the other team out here..."
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The light from an unknown Fira spell lit the way to Quistis' chamber. (Only one person would use such strong magic so recklessly)... before she could finish her thoughts, the boisterous voice of Zell could be heard.
"THIS IS CRAP... NOT ONLY IS IT DARK IN HERE... BUT THESE FRIGGIN' BLOBRA MONSTERS ARE RESISTANT TO MY ATTACKS. STUPID PIECE OF SH--"
Zell was now visible. He looked up meeting the empty stare of the boy and Quistis. "Sorry instructor. DIdn't know your team left ya... thought you were still asleep back outside in the car."
"Mr. Zell, I have advice for defeating the Blobra... scan them to find out what magic they are weak to. Some Blobra have a weakness to some magic. It changes for each one you encounter."
Zell turned to the child and gave a meek smile. "I knew that.... I was... j-just gettin' frustrated... cuz my u-uhm... (crap, he's smarter than me)."
The boy's smile grew. "No, Mr. Zell, I'm not smarter than you... just more skilled."
Zell had a flabbergasted stare on his face that focused on the boy... "You read my thoughts..."
Following the flames, Quistis, the black mage, and Zell walked to the center of the Tomb. Hopefully, Fuijin, Raijin, and Seifer would be there... Hopefully. The mage seemed to be in his own world. He was transfixed on the approaching darkness as the Fira spell dimmed.
(Father... The Defeated King of the Western Continent. Your son, the Prince of Darkness shall awaken you. With the Royal Family of Deiling back, we'll be able to revive the Sorceress and take what's rightfully ours... THE WORLD!!!)