Dissidia Final Fantasy

Terra, for her part, didn’t seem the least bit threatened by the interaction. She merely waited patiently for the two to finish before speaking up. “Well then…shall we go inside?” The purplette nodded, turning towards the entrance of the castle. “No way of finding out if this is a trap unless we go forward right?” Pushing against the heavy doors until they creaked open, Prishe barged inside of the fortress, heading on ahead to look for trouble. Zidane shrugged at Terra and the two followed afterwards, the Esper-girl floating while the genome ran.

She kept a decent pace so that he could keep up, figuring that it wouldn’t do any good for them all to get split up. Up ahead, they noticed Prishe, stock still as if frozen in place. “Prishe?” Terra called, landing next to her, “Are you al…right?” The three warriors stared in blank surprise, not expecting what was in front of them.

Before them was a large ballroom, a glimmering chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The floor shone radiantly, as if polished and cleaned daily. Several suits of armor lined the walls, each looking to be from different time periods. And in front of them was a large, marble staircase, a pair of moogles wearing servant uniforms perched on them as if awaiting their arrival. “Greetings, kupo! We of the Moogle Community are here to serve the Warriors of Cosmos for as long as you need, kupo!” “M-moogles…” Terra cooed, an adoring look spreading over her features. “And they’re wearing little clothes too. <3” “Down girl,” Prishe teased, knowing full well how Terra got around moogles.

Zidane ambled forwards, kneeling in front of the little creatures; he had quite a bit of experience dealing with moogles. “So, you guys were sent by Cosmos, huh? I didn’t think she’d be the type to throw a banquet for her warriors.” “Cosmos is a very kind Goddess, kupo,” the left moogle responded, its pompom shaking as it talked.