Bahamut

Benjamin Ya

Kiemiss

Leona Pollendina

Leviathan

Luccious

Xenoss

Zemi Dreigiau

Script

Luccious: *his form begins to grow clearer as the ghost-mists shimmers off of his outstretched wings, he hovers slightly off the ground, eyes closed and hair wild in the mists*

Ben: *grips Leona's shoulder tightly, speaking with quiet fear* The Dark Sygnus...

Leona: Ben? I thought you...

Bahamut: *casts a dead-serious look over his shoulder at his kids* Children. Keep back.

Kiemiss & Xenoss: Yes, sir! *know not to cross their father when he gives THAT LOOK*