Vossler didn't hear Cid call for him. In fact, the presence of the others seemed to slip his mind completely as he approached his training group, shouting out orders to a group of invisible cadets, while walking up and down their lines to watch as they did as instructed--stopping every once and a while to correct their form with a blade.

This went on for a little while longer, before Vossler seemed to regain himself. He looked confused as he turned back toward the others, crossing the distance between them to rejoin his group of two strangers.

"It would appear that we are all susceptible to this magic."