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☆ She had gathered herself before the upcoming battle. For traveling had meant far more than she anticipated in the prior days. To move in a pact marked for reassurance, yet alone she found herself with more control of her surroundings and situation comparatively. When Tifa was alone in the empty vastness that was this world, she felt a solid grip to herself. When no one was questioning her. Or... When no one was questioning themselves in front of her. Swirling clouds of grey flowed effortlessly below the cliff she stood on. Mannequins were nowhere to be found since last she defeated their rounds. Yet the quiet was unnerving. Small thistles in the distance broke though, and her head jerked to the side where noise was coming from.
“Is someone there?”










