"You don't want to know. Really. I am not joking. But if you're so morbidly curious about it, I will tell you after this is over."
Not telling him that this is Sola-ai's arm. Nope. It was already chopped off when he got there, this one was not his fault. Leather and cranky had already clipped it when he had gotten there.
Kefka had snatched Sola, reassured leather and cranky that she and Kayneth were not coming back to the Grail War, and ran. He still had a couple bruises from the bullets, ow. He'd taken her to Kayneth el-jerk and ordered him to get out of town and stop being such a terrible person in exchange for Sola's life and a magic arm.
Whether leather and cranky would intercept them or not was not Kefka's concern. Hopefully, given the distance he'd need to travel, at least one of them would get out of there alive.
And he'd made the world a little better. Or worse. But at least it was different, and the plot was derailed, and that was worth it.
He grips Lancer's foot; he feels his magic roiling inside his body, flowing with every heartbeat.
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Not telling him that this is Sola-ai's arm. Nope. It was already chopped off when he got there, this one was not his fault. Leather and cranky had already clipped it when he had gotten there.
Kefka had snatched Sola, reassured leather and cranky that she and Kayneth were not coming back to the Grail War, and ran. He still had a couple bruises from the bullets, ow. He'd taken her to Kayneth el-jerk and ordered him to get out of town and stop being such a terrible person in exchange for Sola's life and a magic arm.
Whether leather and cranky would intercept them or not was not Kefka's concern. Hopefully, given the distance he'd need to travel, at least one of them would get out of there alive.
And he'd made the world a little better. Or worse. But at least it was different, and the plot was derailed, and that was worth it.
He grips Lancer's foot; he feels his magic roiling inside his body, flowing with every heartbeat.
"You'll live through this."