Sephiroth and the other Turks stepped out onto the freeway, which was free of cars as many people had fled after seeing the dragons.
"Sephiroth" said Vincent "I want you to remain hidden, if any of us use magic see if you can amplify it" Sephiroth nodded and ran for cover.
"Do you think that we can win?" asked Rude.
"Probably not" said Reno "But with Sephiroth on our side, you never know"
Vincent lead the attack on the attacking dragons. Sephiroth watched in awe as the Turks, four mere humans, attacked hundreds of dragons. Vincent used his ice magic. Sephiroth saw it happening and concentrated. The icicles expanded and turned into a storm. A typhoon ripped through the lines of dragons, icicles were sent out like bullets. Sephiroth closed his eyes, trying to concentrate; the magic was on free-flow. Sephiroth could not concentrate on what he was doing with the ice magic. A dead dragon hit the earth ahead of him breaking his concentration. The magic ceased. Vincent had no time to congratulate Sephiroth on his power as another Dragon attacked him. Its tail struck Vincent and sent him crashing into a deserted car.
"Vincent!" shouted Reno who was struck downwards by a dragon. Tseng drew his pistol and shot the nearest dragon in the eye. It roared angrily as blood splattered the freeway. Another dragon his Tseng with flames knocking him backwards. Tseng collapsed, he was unconscious like the other Turks, only Rude remained.
"Sephiroth!" shouted Rude. Sephiroth looked around at the devastation. Tears were brought to his eyes when he saw Vincent.
"Vincent!" shouted Sephiroth but his half father did not move. Sephiroth roared with anger, the dragons had killed his true father. Tears were spilling down his face and red hot fury coursed through his veins. A materia rolled down the path and hit his foot. Sephiroth looked down at the green orb and picked it up. The dragons were closing in on Rude and himself. Sephiroth clutched the sphere tightly and roared again as he pirouetted.
Rude whirled around the see what had drawn the dragons attention. Sephiroth was stood in the core of a firestorm. A tornado had formed around him and flames had been conjured in the centre. Rude gasped, Sephiroth would be in agony in the centre of the flaming tornado.
Sephiroth stared through the flames at the dragon and they stared back. Above them the clouds were turning black blocking out all the sunlight to the city. The only light on the freeway came from a storm at its edge.
"You killed my father!" shouted Sephiroth, his words were snatched away by the winds he had conjured.
"Now you die!" he screamed. The flamed and winds expanded phenomenally fast and engulfed the attacking dragons. The dragons screeched horribly loud as they flapped around trying to get free of the air currents. But it was already too late, Sephiroth had tapped into his natural power that he had inherited from his mother. The flames died down and the ashes, that had once been hundreds of dragons, fell lightly upon the city of Midgar. Rude looked back up at Sephiroth who now had an air of power around him. Vincent and the others awoke as the sky cleared with a wave of Sephiroth's hand. Sephiroth tossed the 'fire' materia back to Tseng.
"What happened?" asked Reno to Rude. Rude just shook his head
"You'll have to watch the CCTV, you'll never believe me if I told you" said Rude smiling.