Lightning Crash Beyond the windows, the storm rages on, but Kuja can't help taking time away from his studies to admire the fury of the skies. Arms folded loosely over his chest, he stands comfortably leaned against one of the thick pillars in the library, watching rain pelt the land while lightning flashes brilliantly over everything.
"Such rage, such power. Only the heavens know what angers the gods on days like these, while down below we wait in wonder. For it to end. For it to claim another life. For the sun to appear again."
Apparently the energy of the storm has left an impression.
Labwork Kuja is not one to fail at anything, if he can absolutely help it. This time, he intends not to do wrong, and he has prepared thoroughly for this performance. The wand is ridiculous, he thinks. In his own world, he would need but a thought and a bit of strength and the magic would be at his command. Now there are words, now there are wands to focus the words.
But it is as it must be, and he'll do whatever he has to to get ahead in this world. So, with the proper application of words and tools, he manages... to set alight the wick of a candle. How very... disappointingly... meager.
Kuja | Final Fantasy 9/Dissidia
Beyond the windows, the storm rages on, but Kuja can't help taking time away from his studies to admire the fury of the skies. Arms folded loosely over his chest, he stands comfortably leaned against one of the thick pillars in the library, watching rain pelt the land while lightning flashes brilliantly over everything.
"Such rage, such power. Only the heavens know what angers the gods on days like these, while down below we wait in wonder. For it to end. For it to claim another life. For the sun to appear again."
Apparently the energy of the storm has left an impression.
Labwork
Kuja is not one to fail at anything, if he can absolutely help it. This time, he intends not to do wrong, and he has prepared thoroughly for this performance. The wand is ridiculous, he thinks. In his own world, he would need but a thought and a bit of strength and the magic would be at his command. Now there are words, now there are wands to focus the words.
But it is as it must be, and he'll do whatever he has to to get ahead in this world. So, with the proper application of words and tools, he manages... to set alight the wick of a candle. How very... disappointingly... meager.