A Place to Belong

By Ryoga's best friend

A/N - It has returned! Though I will save my ranting for the end of the story. Just sit back and enjoy!

The late evening sun was peeking through the green foliage above as the Death corps Caravan rolled down a lesser used merchant route through Sweegy woods. So far it had gone as planned, and they were able to make their way out of Dortor between patrols. With the Dortor Militia bribed, it would hopefully be a few days before their movement was discovered. By that time they would already be well underway.

The road ahead was by no means a short journey; a long uneventful ride can definitely be dull. Most of the soldiers pass the time chatting with their wagon-mates or playing card games. The later showed it was probably a good thing Ranma was riding up front on his own Chocobo. He'd pass the day exchanging stories with Weigraf and Miluda; at least, he was when he wasn't fighting to keep his ornery mount on track. Along with hearing a little about this battle he gained a greater understanding of how things worked. The recent war had gone on for fifty years.

This relative peace the death corps was fighting in had only been going on for a couple of years. It seemed that the king had fallen ill. Whispers of another war over the throne were not uncommon. After he passed, there was bound to be a play for power by the more affluent nobles. Weigraf wagered that if the commoners could be liberated from the noble's grip, it would be an excellent check against the potential struggle.

The caravan eventually came into a relatively large clearing sparsely populated by trees, some stumps indicating the area had been cleared by workers. Flowing leisurely through one edge of the clearing was a moderately sized river. Weigraf held up his hand as a signal for the troop the stop; the wagons creaked to a halt, only the murmur of soldiers and squawking of Chocobos filled the air.

"We've reached our goal for today. Disembark and begin setting up camp." He said firmly as he expertly wheeled Boco around to face his men. "Squires take the Chocobos and make sure they're fed and watered. They did a lot of work." he motioned to a few groups of dismounting soldiers. "Units 1 and 3 you're on first watch. Keep an eye out for patrols and hostile wildlife, you never know how hungry the beasts out here are." A few people saluted, and gathered their weapons. Weigraf dismounted smoothly, handing his mount to a waiting squire as the various units went about their assigned duties.

Ranma gave a grateful sigh. "Man I'm glad this is over. My legs are killing me," he grumbled.

Miluda hopped of her mount easily, passing an amused look his way. "I take it you don't ride much." she allowed herself a small smile at his annoyed glare.

"If by "much" you mean "never" then yes, I don't ride much." He grumbled irritably as he eased out of the saddle only to be tossed the ground by a well-timed buck sending the martial artist onto his bottom. He turned his glare to the bird as it trotted off happily with a squire, perfectly behaved. "Damn bird."

"You'll get used to it, you've just got be more firm with them." she said offering him a hand, which he took and was pulled to his feet. He idly rubbed his sore thighs as he followed.

"If you say so," he said unconvinced. They walked a ways over to a group of soldier's setting up camp. They, Ranma had learned a few days earlier, were going to be the others under Miluda's command for this mission.

There were two armored soldiers, Evans and Amelia, piling up some gathered wood. Two others stood nearby, and if their robes were any indication, Ranma figured them for mages. One of the robed figures, Davis, kept to himself, as he stared out over the water. The other, strangely without the telltale large brimmed hat, was a fairly pale brown-haired boy named Jonas. He appeared to be preparing some sort of magic as he pointed to the gathered pile. It set to light almost immediately. The last of the motley group was an odd-looking girl name Suki, who was thoroughly wrapped up and writing in a little book. She was dressed in brightly colored robes and wore an odd pointed hat perched on her blond head.

"Hi all. Hm, looks like things are coming along well enough," Miluda said calmly, looking over the set up. "Who's on cooking duty tonight?"

"It's Davis, I think." Amelia said, eliciting a snort from the mage who glanced back, eyes fairly impassive.

"Um actually I was going to..." Jonas said nervously, catching the attention of the others.

"Mm, No one would want to eat if I cooked." Davis added calmly turning back around. Miluda frowned a little at the attitude but let is slide.

"Fine, I suppose that would be okay." she said taking a seat by the fire. Ranma took the chance to plop down a little ways around the circle from her, closer to Evans and Amelia.

"Cheery..." he muttered getting a chuckle out of Evans.

"Yeah, Davis is kinda cold, but he's a good mage to have at your back." The knight chuckled. Jonas passed the cooked up rations around the fire ending much of the chatter as they had their first real meal all day. It wasn't any great masterpiece like he used to get with Kasumi back home, but for camp food it was much better than he or his pops could cook. The fact that it was able to pull Suki away from her notes was impressive enough. Though as the meal begun to close it was Evans that felt the need to break the silence.

"How do you manage to eat like that anyway?" he asked curiously looking toward Davis who had cleaned out his bowl, though he hadn't removed his hat or high collared robe. The shining eyes belayed a hint of amusement.

"Black magic." he replied calmly.

"Oh, was that some humor?" Amelia badgered with a little chuckle as the mage merely shrugged.

"You must have imagined it." he replied simply, not saying either way. The interchange got a little bit of chuckling around the fire.

"Thank you for the meal Jonas, it was pretty good." Miluda said placing her bowl down and the other mage passed a pleased smile.

"Thank you for the words Miss Foles." he replied with a little bow of his head.

"Kiss up." Davis said softly causing the other mage to flush and pass a small glare his way. The confrontation didn't have the chance to get further, as shouts rang up from the north part of camp.

"Monsters!"

Ranma jumped to his feet looking toward the commotion.

"Monsters? What kind of monsters?" he asked as Miluda and her soldiers gathered their weapons and the whole unit headed toward the north of camp.

It was the studious Suki who spoke up.

"This woodlands is populated by several monsters. Goblins commonly attack smaller groups of travelers, skeletons aren't uncommon though, neither are Panthers." She listed off with her staff, the martial artist's eyes ticking a little at the mention of panthers. "There are a few rare cases of Bull demons as well as Bombs that wander through," she added with a little trepidation.

"Bombs?" Ranma said getting over his moment of panic. "The monsters have bombs?"

"No, a Bomb is a monster." Miluda clarified. "It a nasty ball of fire that tends to be an ungrateful loser." she said coolly, pausing as they arrived at the scene. There seemed to be half a dozen green-skinned humanoids trying to raid the ration wagon. There were dressed in purple garments, the inexperienced squires were doing their best to get out of the way. "Hm good, it's only goblins, much easier to deal with."

Evans smirked and brought his sword into a ready position. "In that case let's enjoy this. Anyone who doesn't take one out has clean up duty." He challenged as he charged forward.

Ranma cracked his knuckles. "Fine, But Ranma Saotome doesn't lose." the martial artist said with his usual cocky grin.

"Immature." Davis snorted

"Then have fun cleaning up." Amelia said chuckling as she also charged forward. After a moment his hands began to spark and he slowly walked forward.

"I hate cleaning," the black mage muttered as he slowly closed in to range. Miluda shook her head but looked amused.

"Honestly they're like children sometimes..." but the silly wager spurred her unit onward into the beasts. Ranma squared off with one of the green skinned beings, it was skinny but its frame was tightly corded with muscle. It glowered at Ranma as he approached, beating his hand to his chest in a show of intimidation. The pigtailed boy was unimpressed to say the least.

"Come on greeny I don't have all day," he taunted. Though the beast didn't understand the words it did understand his body language and with a growl it sprang forward fists clenched. It struck with a few quick haymakers, little skill but a lot of power. Ranma leaned aside, this way and that, the fists passing close but at the same time nowhere close to connecting. "That's all? I'm disappointed," He ducked. "I know pigs that fight better than you," the pigtailed one leaned back nonchalantly."

"Gob!" it suddenly spun in a tight circle.

Ranma barely had time to bring his hands up to block, lessening the blow. It was just like Weigraf's attack, it was so fast it was hard to avoid completely. The beast smirked revealing sharp teeth.

"Laugh it up greeny, that was nothing..." Ranma said coolly as he moved in to properly engage his opponent.

There was a cry of victory from Evans, whose opponent slumped to the ground, black blood dripping from his blade. "Oh yeah first one down." he said shouldering his sword. He looked over to his captain and sweatdropped. One was already laying dead at her feet and the second was falling with a gurgle holding its throat. The death corps officer looked up to the sulking knight as she whipped off her blade.

"What?" she asked general confused as Evans merely sighed. A little ways away Suki was smiling slowly walking backwards as a goblin was trying to throttle her... unfortunately for it, it was unable to move more then a crawl as the time mage's Slow spell proved quite effective.

"Come on a little closer. You're almost there." she taunted as the hands drew closer and just before they could grab she ducked and scurried to the other side. "Aw so close." she giggled as the irate goblin slowly turned.

"Drifting breeze, come down with fury!" came a forceful voice. There was a swooshing sound as a large spinning block of ice appeared over the beast's head and came down point first killing the beast in one shot. Suki looked on with wide eyes turning back to see Davis with smoking hands. She stomped her foot childishly and pointed.

"No fair, I had that one!"

"No one said anything about partial credit." he calmly replied crossing his arms. "Don't play around next time, you could get hurt."

"Hmph..."

Not too far away a goblin stumbled back, Ranma assaulted the beast slipping fists through its guard and dizzying it. A frighten look crossed its distorted face as it took to more hits to the stomach and fell to its knees. Ranma loomed over the terrified monster with his fist cocked back to deliver another blow, but slowly he lowered his hand unclenching, face turned away. That look, that total fear of death -- He couldn't stand it.

"Get your ass out of here and don't come back." he muttered threatening as he pointed to the forest. Wary the goblin stumbled to its feet and started off toward the forest. The martial artist gave a small sigh and turned away, though he realized that killing was inevitable in this world, that didn't mean he'd do it if he didn't need to. As he started to walk away, a voice called out and there was a loud bang. He turned to see the goblin charred on the ground within reach of the forest's edge. Jonas with his hands smoking turned look back to the shocked Ranma with a pleasant smile. "What the hell! He was already beaten."

"The agreement was to kill your opponents, not half-ass your job. I never knew of bodyguards that had a soft spot for goblins," the mages said coolly despite the pleasant smile.

"What's the point in killing it if it was already running away? That's just senseless murder." The pigtailed boy retorted arms crossed getting a chuckle in return.

"A warrior who doesn't like to kill? How--useless."

"What did you call me?!"

"I heard you were a bloodthirsty protector, a man that tore through more then two dozen Hokuten with his bare hands." Jonas taunted eyeing the marital artist as he faltered. "Was I mistaken?"

"I--I wasn't myself that day." he said softly looking away.

"Hmph. Then it's obvious that the Captain is mistaken that you make a fitting bodyguard for Miss Foles." he said simply narrowing his eyes.

"I don't think you have any say in that decision." Ranma replied after calming down some. "It's Miluda's and Weigraf's."

"Don't speak of them so informally like you know them, Outsider." Jonas shot back glaring the pigtailed boy down. Ranma didn't waver; this guy was getting on his nerves.

"You wanna go robe boy?" he challenged. The mage chuckled softly and shook his head.

"I have nothing to fear from you. I'm sure Ms. Foles will see the truth soon enough." he said offering Ranma a fake smile, one that the pigtailed boy would be all too happy to knock of his face. A cheer rang up from the other side of the wagons, it sounded like Amelia had succeeded in her duel. Jonas hurried over to rejoin the unit smiling all the way. Ranma followed shortly after planning on have a private talk with that two-faced mage later. Miluda looked to her assembled unit giving a little nod.

"You did good, looks like there's no injuries." she said calmly as she sheathed her sword. Amelia chuckled.

"Not quite, if it looks right Suki and Ranma failed to take one out." she teased.

"I had him right where I wanted him. Hmph, just because I don't swing a sword around willy nilly--" Suki complained. Ranma remained silent, hands in his pockets. Miluda sighed and shook her head, but she didn't enjoy cleaning any more than the others so she said nothing on the wager. Shortly thereafter Suki and Ranma were cleaning off the cooking pots, and bowls, in the river. The pigtailed boy dried so as to avoid the water. "Curse that black mage, him and his flashy spells. Thinks he's so great..." the girl complained as Ranma rolled his eyes.

"Aren't you a spell caster too? Why didn't you just set it on fire or something." he grumbled having grown tired of her complaining.

"Hmph, I practice a far nobler art than causing big flashy explosions. Davis can't understand the intricacies of time magic, like myself." Suki said in a haughty tone that the martial artist tuned out but he couldn't help but ask.

"TIME magic?"

"Yup, I can speed or slow time." she said turning with a bright smile. "Impressive I know. It's very difficult, people just don't appreciate what I do." She said dramatically as Ranma blinked about to speak, but she cut him off again. "I know, how about a little demonstration! That will also make these chores go faster! I'm so brilliant!"

"Um t-that's not really necessary." The pigtailed boy said nervously but he was ignored as the girl began to gather her magic.

"Layer upon layer make your mark now...Haste!" Suki said as she released the magic she'd gathered. Ranma felt lightness in his chest, as the world around him seemed to slow to a crawl. It was a little disorienting. He rubbed his eyes and looked to Suki who smirked his way; she seemed to be the only one moving normally. "So what do you think?"

"It's--weird" he muttered, glancing back.

"Weird?" Suki said, a little disappointed, hoping to have received praise for the spell. "Well with this spell going we can get this done in half the time." she said turning back to her chore.

"Wow that fast huh? I wonder how many punches I could throw at top speed with this on." He muttered to himself as he carefully took a dish and tried not to look back at the camp, the speed difference was very disorienting. The chore went on though it didn't feel like it was going fast until of course the ride came to a stop. Suki gave a sigh of relief ending the spell, and the world blurred before rapidly coming back into focus. Ranma swayed a little holding his head. "Ah man--" he groaned as an ill feeling bubbled up in his stomach. A blurry Suki faded into view.

"Ranma you look a little pale--" she said carefully before the pigtailed boy crouched over the river. The time mage greened a little and looked away. "Geez, you should have told me you get temporal sickness." she admonished shaking her head.

"Ugh...How could I tell you? If I don't know what the hell that is!" he shouted indignantly before he got queasy turning back to the river, continuing his sickened prayer to the river god(1).

Night came and went, after packing up camp the contingent moved out once again. Ranma tried to not think about the confrontation but he couldn't help the bubbling of anger when looking at Jonas' fake shy smiles. He hadn't said anything about the confrontation to the others, he was a man and he could handle his own fights. If robe boy wanted to throw down he was ready anytime. Miluda seemed to notice his tension but left him alone about it, something for which he was grateful for. He had more important things to focus on anyway, there wasn't an 'if' for this next battle, it would be a when - when would he be forced to take another life? Just because he knew it was going to happen didn't mean he wanted it to happen, but this was war and he had chosen a side. His hands were stained and he needed to accept that. But what if... his hand traveled unconsciously to the pouch at his side, were the feather Madeline had given him rested. If I have to use this. Will it even work? The healer seemed pretty confident but the martial artist was dubious. Magic had never agreed with him, there always seemed to be a price or a side effect he was still wary of this amazing healing magic that seemed to be prevalent, but I guess in a violent world as this seemed to be such magic is necessary to go on with ones life.

As Ranma wandered in his thoughts Miluda was having issues of her own. This mission seemed to hold finality to it. The more she had discussed it with her brother the more she was becoming certain that this would be a pivotal battle. If this went well then they would that much closer to bringing some equality and respect to the low fortunate. If it didn't well... she likely wouldn't be alive to see the end of the death corps. In the knight's mind it was really that simple, she had been prepared to die for her beliefs since she joined her brother and that had not changed. There was a chance, maybe her death would MEAN something. The thoughts would likely be considered morbid by some, but death with such an uncertainty to a warrior. She didn't want to be just another peasant dying. She gave an audible sigh and shook her head aiming her mind toward more immediate concerns.

"Brother?"

"Yes Miluda?"

"Gologros, He should be attacking Igros Castle today. Correct?" She asked evenly elicting a sighed from the death corps leader.

"This again? Yes he is to slip into the castle and kill Dycedarg. Why is it you question him now? He has never failed any of his objectives before." Weigraf's voice held a little bit of annoyance.

"Yes, but he was in Gustav's unit in the 50 year war. They often worked together and were very close. I can think of one without the other coming to mind. It just disturbs me considering ho-"

"You want to know why he was sent instead of you." the leader's calm voice cut into Miluda's words leaving her speechless. Her face remained neutral as she looked away toward the scenery.

"Yes." her voice was soft but rang clear. Ranma looked between the two as silence went on for a moment.

"Miluda, I do not doubt your sword, for I am the one that trained you to use it. I do not doubt your heart or commitment as I know that no matter the ill you would do all that it took for our cause. The reason is quite simple. You are all the family I have Miluda. It is merely a selfish decision to send him over you." He said calmly bringing notes of frustration to the neutral expression of his sister.

"By Ajora, Weigraf! I told you not to-" She muttered. A light clink issued from her gauntlets as she tightened her grip on the reigns of her Chocobo. "Why? Why can't you just treat me like a warrior?"

"Because it's not that simple." The white knight said, sounding a little frustrated himself. "You are a warrior, but you're also my sister. I trained you so you could be protected. If you must be in danger I'd rather you be nearby in case I need to step in and save you."

"I don't NEED saving, I can fight just fine." Miluda said evenly glaring at her brother.

"Oh really? Because I recall you getting beat up by a bunch of cadets not a few weeks ago." he replied smoothly. The normally composed Weigraf seemed to be slipping out of his 'high horse' approach. Miluda's right eye twitched.

"How dare you? Well at least I never got an arrow in the butt from taunting the enemy." She shot back causing the knight to level a glare in return.

"I thought we agreed not to speak of that day." he muttered darkly.

"You started it!"

"Only because you're too stubborn to accept a favor!"

"I'm not stubborn! You just never take me seriously!"

Ranma sweatdropped as the two armored warriors bickered like children. He glanced backwards to see several death corps solders peeking out from the wagons looking interested at the rare display. The martial artist raised a hand.

"Um Weigraf, Miluda?" he ventured. The Knight both turned the glares his way, causing the martial artist to shudder and fold like a lawn chair. "N-Nothing..." he said nervously as the pair turned back to trying to glare a hole threw each other. The misbehaving Chocobo he had been battling with the whole way gave a frightened 'wark' and moved closer to Ranma. "I know, they're scarier than Mr. Tendo... Better to try to stay on their good side." he said mostly to himself, but the bird seem to nod in agreement. The rest of the trip was bathed in silence as the Foles gave each other the silent treatment.

Though the silence went on the tension eventually tapered out, much to the relief of Ranma and the other bodyguards. It had looked pretty close to coming to blows for a moment, though considering their relation it would likely a fight to embarrass or humiliate the other over violence. But they seemed to agree to disagree, there were no apologies just acceptance.

The forest gave way to plains as they began traveling to a higher altitude. Hills of green covered with scattered boulders pot marked with small lakes and ponds, the cursed martial artist was admittedly nervous. He wasn't too keen on fighting in a place where he might change. That was an unnecessary complication he didn't want to consider. Finally the area came into sight... The Lenalia Plateau, a bottlenecked passage flanked on either side by a lake. It was the quickest way to the fort and also do to the natural bottleneck is was easier to defend. This was where Weigraf was going to place Miluda's unit, as the rear guard. Miluda's face was neutral as she examined the area getting a feel for the best places to set up.

"Miluda's men will deploy here. The rest of use will continue on will we reach the windmill, further orders will be given from there." The death corps leader bellowed, voice carrying the message down the line, though it also caught the attention of some other creatures. Three odd looking beasts slipped onto the eastern shore, robed figures with beady eyes and long tentacles hanging from their sleeves. "Hm seems we have a little company..." the white knight said casually slipping off of Boco.

"What the hell are those?" Ranma muttered staring openly.

"Pisco Demons, water dwellers. They're very hostile to humans, often dragging them underwater and drowning them. Their tentacles are quite strong." Miluda answered coolly though judging by her eye twitch she wasn't too fond of them. "Letting off some steam brother?" she shouted casually as Weigraf drew his blade, Boco following obediently behind her master.

"Aye, don't shame me for having a little fun. Besides I need your unit fresh if you're going to be our rear guard, don't want you having to worry about these beasts attacking you at night. I'll have time to rest."

"Feh, you say that like these things aren't even going to wind you." She replied sounding annoyed at the humbleness only getting a chuckle from the man in reply. Her pigtailed bodyguard blinked in confusion.

"Wait I thought you said these things were strong? Shouldn't we help him?" he said voicing his concern as the three demons seemed to circle feeling confident they could handle the one human.

"They are, but Weigraf has nothing to worry about. Just watch." she said with the slightest of smirks. Now interested, Ranma reluctantly tired to relax in his saddle watching as the white knight steadily approached his foes. It started with stillness, the demons sizing up their opponent. Wind blew ruffling the soft mountain grass, the knight's white cape fluttering in the breeze. All at once one of the beasts moved forward to engage him. With a growl it swung its arm, a long tentacle launching forward only to be knocked aside casually by the knight's shield. Weigraf blazed into action cutting the distance between them and slashing out. The demon side stepped and attacked over hand. The blow once again thunked against his shield, in a blinding slash the beast screamed and stumbled back its tentacle falling to the ground twitching, black gore dipping from the sleeve. As the wounded demon backed away the other two moved in for revenge.

"Boco!" he commanded as he moved to engage the remaining two. With a 'wark' of acknowledgement the beast sped forward toward the wounded beast. Easily outpacing the slower monster and proceeding to peck it viciously. The two on Weigraf kept to his flanks striking out in tandem trying to break his guard. He was on the defensive but his face was calm. Blocking with both blade and shield he moved carefully waiting to make his move. A tentacle wrapped around his wrist and all at once he turned the tables. With a shift in weight he turned suddenly throwing the surprised demon of its feet and tumbling a little ways off. Shield bashing the other beast, his sword glowed blue, causing Ranma's eyes to widen.

Is that ki?!

"Life is short..." Weigraf said slowly before bring his glowing blade up. "Bury!" he slashed down at air releasing the energy. It streaked upwards and took shape and small avalanche of ice tumbled down from above the creature that was torn by the jagged pieces collapsing to the ground under the pile. The piles evaporated back to energy leaving a torn and frozen body of the demon laying motionless. Weigraf calmly turned to the remaining beast who was staring at the remains of its companion.

"Wow... I've never seen an attack like that." He said softly in appreciation.

"Yes, that was the Stasis sword attack. Those are the skills of a holy knight, only the finest blade masters can use such abilities." Miluda said with a mixture of respect and annoyance. "Weigraf says that I have potential but he won't tell me how the techniques work..." she muttered allowing said annoyance to slip under her mask of neutrality.

"I see..." the pigtailed boy said with a nod, trying to decipher what he just saw. It looked like Ki was used as the energy source but he couldn't figure out how that was focused into the energy charged ice... this definitely took some looking into. The remaining Pisco demon was weary of the human, definitely weighing the pros and cons of battling this foe. Weigraf was not planning on letting retreat be an option. His sword began to glow once more and with a shot he slashed out. Prepared, the monster dived aside of the ice though it could not totally avoid the attack, its side was torn up.

Before it could properly stand the white knight crossed the distance and ran it through - the stasis sword had been a diversion. It gurgled pathetically before slumping forward to the ground, black blood of the demon dripping from Weigraf's sword. He calmly knelt down and used the beast's robes to clean off his blade. Sheathing it he started back toward the caravan, Boco trotting shortly after, its foot talons stained black.

"Feel better?" Miluda asked sarcastically.

"A little, it's nice to let some frustration out on things that deserve it." He said as her removed his shield and set it back on his mount's saddle hook. He rubbed his sore arm in annoyance, blocking came naturally but those things were strong, he could feel the force quite clearly. Boco chirped worriedly and flapped her wings, gathering some sort of energy. Ranma blinked as a wave of sparkles fell over Weigraf and the knight offered her a smile stroking her feathers. "Thank you, that's much better."

"Wait these birds use magic too?"

"Of course they do? Why wouldn't they?" Miluda said simply with a shrug, almost everything in Ivalice used some form of magic. Her bodyguard merely sighed and drooped his head. It was obvious he still had a lot to learn.

"Okay, that should keep the camp clear for a while. Be sure to properly dispose of the corpses, you don't want to attract any more nasties if you can help it." Weigraf advised getting a nod from his sister. She wheeled her mount to face the caravan.

"All right wagon five and seven you're with me!" she called out firmly.

"The rest of you are with me. Forward!" Weigraf added shortly after before looking to Miluda. "Be careful sister."

"Yes Brother..."

"Ranma I'm counting on you."

"Right!"

With only those parting words the caravan continued to trundle on up the mountain pass, two wagons steering away from the herd and pulling to a stop at just over the ridge. Miluda looked to Ranma who returned the glance with a smirk.

"Let get ready to kick some Hokuten ass." He said winking, her masked slipping enough to allow a small smirk of her own.

"You don't have to tell me twice."

AN- Woot! it feels good to get this out... Yes I know we still haven't reached the battle I promised for the last too chapters but hopefully those two skimishes helped fill the void. AS you may have noticed there are several OCs that popped up serving under Miluda for this operation. I tried my best to make them fun and interesting. Expect some sparks to fly soon between Jonas and Ranma. Those who've played the game know what is SUPPOSE to happen in this upcoming battle. I will do my best not to disappoint you. I want to thank my Beta Six String Samurai for all his editing assistanance and the authors on TFF for all their comments and inspiration.

Also check the new forum for this topic. It'll be easier for people to keep tabs on me this way ;)

Next time - The pivitol battle arrives! Ramza and Delita return on there path to save teta, opposed by Miluda's forces guarding the rear of the fort. It is this outcome that will shape many lives of the young people involved, putting actions into motion that will effect all of Ivalice! till then Je ne!