Infinite MP

The time is now! At last we can spam the same spell over and over without using ether bottles to replenish MP.

Not that most people would want to spam anything apart from Ultima and Knights of the Round. Well maybe not the summon thing. It takes way too long to spam efficiently.

It was cold. Very cold. Now Cloud understood what the man meant about not snowboarding down the slopes at a time like this. After wiping out he was now stuck in the great glacier, looking at a seemingly unsolvable iceberg puzzle. As soon as he jumped on one floating piece of ice the ones around him would sink and he'd have to swim in the cold water to shore.

At least it was soothing the black eye Elena gave him yesterday.

"Oh for crying out loud!" He said as he made the 5th plunge into the icy water. Thanking whatever power there was watching him that Tifa was there with a fire materia to keep him warmed up.

"Maybe we need to think differently."

"No, no. I can do this." Cloud told her, ignoring any signs of Hypothemia and made for the stepping blocks again. He decided that sometimes he had to double back on himself but just when he thought he had made it, he sunk again. "AAH!" Cloud screamed.

"Maybe if you iced over the gaps?" Red thirteen suggested.

"It's worth a shot, ICE 2." About an inch of the gap between the shore and the first block froze solid. "Well that didn't do much, ICE 2." Cloud noticed that a bit more of the gap iced over, he repeatedly cast the spell till it formed a bridge to the first ice block. Rather than risking another jump he iced over the gap to the next one, and the next one. The magic ice refusing to melt.

After 20 spells of second level ice Cloud crossed over to the island holding an igloo.

"Well if it gets us out of this Blizzard, I'm happy." Red commented as soon as they entered the frozen building, the wind whistling behind them.

"We're not resting here Red. We're scavenging in case someone left a summon materia here or something." Cloud reprimanded, no save points to use a tent meant no naps.

"Hey! I found something!" Tifa shouted from behind a set of furs left by the place's last occupant.

"Let me see!" Cloud shouted, taking the item "A safety bit." His voice dropped an octave and he started shaking. "All that for a safety bit." The spikes on his head seemed to grow larger in size and glowed slightly.

"Tifa, I think it may be advisable to stand back."

Bottom line, infinite MP, a mastered fire materia and a large amount of rage do not mix well.

Cloud goes super sayin (I don't care if I spelt it wrong, screw Dragonball Z) 3! Everyone get the hell out of the blast zone.

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