'Seven is better than six!' Sephiroth retorted, feeling his body begin to change.
Would he really release his angelic Safer form for the sake of a tournament..?
But no.
Wait.
What?
He couldn't do it.
Which meant...
Ah.
This body was Jenova's. Somehow, his true body remained elsewhere.
He stared at the transforming Kefka with his cat-like eyes. What could he do now..?
Then he remembered. He'd been to another universe before. A strange world full of cartoon characters and idiots with massive feet and keys. And there, he hadn't needed his Safer form. He'd just... unleashed himself.
'You're in luck,' he said, almost laughing. 'As it turns out... this is not even the real me. My body is hidden somewhere... gaining power.'
He paced a little, the three wings on his shoulder and hips expanding. 'However, I suspect that this body... shall be enough.'
He began to rise into the air, a Reflect shield deflecting each of the fireballs, his right arm pointed towards the heavens. 'Descend, Heartless Angel.'
@Nail: Do it.
