It wasn't exactly Hades, but there was a trail of laughter from the dark that made it's way over to Zidane. Floating from above, Kuja descended gently, steadily clapping as he came into view, applauding the performance, even though he wasn't anywhere close to impressed. He paused, cocking his head to the side as he took place at the level of Cerberus's heads.
"A beast lies waiting, it's hunger await, to pluck a flea from its nape. Strung out for the world to see its crime, it's sentence shall come, in but a matter of time..."
With a grin, Kuja pinched his chin between a thumb and forefinger as his head cocked to the side. "Isn't that what we have here? A flea that's been caught?"
Smile widening, the silver-haired man actually had no idea he was... dead. Working for Hades was but a ruse he was using in order to find the prey he'd sought for all along -- Zidane. Having been set on his trail from the death god, Kuja hadn't worried about the specifics, motivated only to find his so-called brother.
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"A beast lies waiting, it's hunger await,
to pluck a flea from its nape.
Strung out for the world to see its crime,
it's sentence shall come, in but a matter of time..."
With a grin, Kuja pinched his chin between a thumb and forefinger as his head cocked to the side. "Isn't that what we have here? A flea that's been caught?"
Smile widening, the silver-haired man actually had no idea he was... dead. Working for Hades was but a ruse he was using in order to find the prey he'd sought for all along -- Zidane. Having been set on his trail from the death god, Kuja hadn't worried about the specifics, motivated only to find his so-called brother.