Zell took the whole situation quite badly. What was Ifrit? Depressed? What the hell was wrong with him? Instead of being angered, Zell got quite upset at the matter; he knew that Ifrit must have been feeling really bad to suddenly do all this. But he couldn't stop and think now; there were two great big creatures facing him, with a lust for the taste of his blood.
They did emerge victorious from the battle, but their minds were racing with what happened not too long before. Ifrit had gone too far, he had actually disobeyed his orders, and while the group were trying to think of a way to punish a giant flaming demon, that particular demon was trying to think of a way to punish them.
Now, have you ever thought that when a GF appears, it must come from somewhere? And when it goes, it must go to some place? Some might say that they live in your brain, but they'd be wrong. There is a mystical place far far away, where all the summons live. And in this place, Ifrit was sitting on a rock, deep in conversation with his colleague, and long time friend, Shiva.
"I just don't get it. Why do they constantly call me? I've got much better things to do with my time, and most of the time the enemies are pathetic weaklings anyway…"
"Look." Shiva exclaimed, "Don't let it get to you, just go with it, and do what they say. Anyway, I thought you loved killing things."
"Yeah, I do. But I go much deeper than that, and when the enemies are so weak, it's just no sport; you know what I mean?"
The two GF's continued to talk, until a new face approached them.
"Hey. I haven't seen you around before. What's ya name?" Ifrit asked, trying to give a good first impression on the new guy.
"The names Yojimbo, and I couldn't help but notice that you're not happy with the way your masters are treating you."
This new summon sure sounded confident, for a new guy.
"When my master wants to summon me, I don't try and help, unless they pay me of course."
Ifrit and Shiva's face were aghast in surprise. They had never though of that, and it seemed like a perfect idea. Make them pay you before you attack, genius! It was like a strike!
"Yeah!" Ifrit spoke fiercely.
"Yeah! We'll go on strike! Make the bastards pay us before we help 'em!"
It sure was a great idea, and straight away Ifrit got to try it out. Selphie was summoning him again.