He thought for sure the meltdown would have caused more pain than he thought. But unfortunately, that wasn't the case, as the demented clown was flung up and slashed repeated by the many attacks of the blond. When the solider landed, Kefka's body slammed into the ground. Hard.

Struggling to get up, he glared at the boy with a gash on his head and stated, "I underestimated you, boy..." Slowly he rose to one knee, "This world...is far different from mine. This one actually has a resistance." When he rose to his feet, he just stood there, clutching his wounds until finally a small grin came across his sinister face as he stated, "Very well then boy! Take this city back if you wish. But before this is all said and done, this world shall be purged...and those still living in it will bow to my whim!" The clown vanished before the eyes of the blond headed man, while an echoing laugh faded to nothing.