"Wait? I do not associate myself with cowards like yourself." Amarant said, as he turned to face Lani.

"But..." Was the only word Lani could think of to respond with.

"First, you have to resort to taking a hostage to get to your quarry, and now you want to run out of a fight like this. Just go."

"What do you mean, running out of a fight?"

" 'Let's call it a draw', those are the words of a man on the verge of losing, one who cannot accept defeat."

"Urgh...Why do you have to be such a jerk?" Lani cried out, but she couldn't get any further words out of him. Nothing more than silence.

* * *

"So, how did you guys manage to get like this?" Zidane queried the children.

"All the Black Mages have one thing in common...a rather high profiency with magic. What sort of Magic we can control is set at birth. Our father was the first Black Mage created, and so, he had special genes. These genes were passed onto us, and most of us ended up with specialties in other fields of sorcery." Rei responded.

"So...what you're saying...is that instead of Black Mages, you could have turned out as being identified as Blue Mages or something of that sort?" Zidane asked.

"Well...here's how it works. After studying up a bit on this matter, I found out that Black Mages are the magic spawn of the mist. Kuja was the one to create the current set of Black Mages, and being an adept in this field himself, was easily able to churn out droves of these sort. Were he to be skilled in Blue Magic, or White Magic, or even my un-named field, then surely the current Mage race would be identified as such." Rei responded.

"Wow...So if say...Eiko or Garnet were to find out how to create them, then they could re-awaken the summoner's race, and re-populate Madain Sari?!" Zidane asked, his voice starting to steep up in excitement a little.

"Well..."

"I've gotta go tell them!"

"Oh great..."

* * *

"C'mon, say something to me already!" Lani shouted exasperatedly. However, Amarant just kept on walking, ignoring the fact that she was shouting at him.

"Urgh...I give up!" Lani yelled emptily, and stomped off. As she did so, Amarant saw her sleeve fly up a little, and he saw an odd tattoo. He didn't get a ver good look at it, but it looked very familiar.

"Hmmm...?" Amarant said to himself. He thought about it for a moment, shrugged, then headed back to Alexandria.

* * *

Zidane dashe into the ship's cabin, with an excited look on his face. Rei had come in after him.

"Zidane! Come back here, I need to tell you something!" Rei shouted.

"What is it? Can I talk to Garnet first?" Zidane asked him.

"It's about that!" Rei shouted.

"The whole deal is a bit more complicated than you might think" Enkidou stated calmy, seemingly coming out of nowhere.

"Well...allright..." Zidane said, reluctantly coming back out onto the ship's deck.

"It's not that simple. The creation process is a practice of the occult. The process was banished long ago. Were Garnet, or even Eiko, to imbibe the mist with their powers, and chant the rites, they would most certainly be ostracized! Kuja was feared and hated already, and so had nothing to lose via this process. Garnet however, would lose her honor, her royalty, everything! And the creations would not be the Madain Sari brand of summoners! They would be just like us, their only common thread being the ability to call eidolons. It's simply not worth it!" Rei pleaded to him, beginning to run out of breath.

"Man...you guys sure are well-read on this matter...Allright. I won't say anything to Garnet." Zidane said assuringly to the children.

"Promise?" asked Pao.

"Promise." Zidane responded.