Regaining his composure, Kefka called off his magical assault and questioned the boy, coming down to earth. His arms crossed as he asked, "Tell me, fool, why save people who will be bound to die eventually? Hmm? Why try and save people who could care less about your own life!? Why do you gnats see need to save other people who would not do the same in return!?" These were questions that plagued his mind slightly.

A sigh as he shook his head and asked one more thing, raising his hand up for a Meltdown. "Why bother fighting for lives who don't give a single damn about you?" And with that note he fired the magical spell directly at the warrior.