A floating...rectangle. What the hell is this? Sephiroth's first thoughts as they approached the looming megastructure were tinged with the sardonic, but he kept them behind his teeth as the Gilgamesh approached.
Nevertheless, the Marquis had assured them all that there was the potential for untold danger in the massive floating monolith, therefore Sephiroth unobtrusively positioned himself at the forefront of their boarding party, no objections brooked. For he would not see another enter into a dangerous situation when he himself was perfectly capable of withstanding the most catastrophic circumstances.
Now, he strode at the left side of the Marquis, eyes and ears alert for any, any sign, be it hostile or no. Masamune in hand, the blade gleamed brightly in the wan light as if eager for battle. The tall General nodded to the Marquis' instruction, sparing a glance for the rest of their party behind before moving carefully on.
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Nevertheless, the Marquis had assured them all that there was the potential for untold danger in the massive floating monolith, therefore Sephiroth unobtrusively positioned himself at the forefront of their boarding party, no objections brooked. For he would not see another enter into a dangerous situation when he himself was perfectly capable of withstanding the most catastrophic circumstances.
Now, he strode at the left side of the Marquis, eyes and ears alert for any, any sign, be it hostile or no. Masamune in hand, the blade gleamed brightly in the wan light as if eager for battle. The tall General nodded to the Marquis' instruction, sparing a glance for the rest of their party behind before moving carefully on.