[Kefka leans against a metal latticework of fence, eyes closed,
humming under his breath.]
[And then a voice sings out:]
Hey, Kefka!
[He opens his eyes, smiles.]
What's that, Miriam, my dear?
[Kefka cocks his head and puts a hand to his ear. Close inspection reveals a thumbnail-sized green
beetle hanging off his earlobe.]
Are you ready to
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Yes, we know you and your great overblown ego are coming for us. We get it.
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That would certainly explain a lot. Or maybe he's going into heat.
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