“Are
you sure that all of you saw them?”
Zidane
looked at Freya and nodded. “Yeah...we are pretty sure about it. I wonder why
they are out here now Kuja’s gone...it just doesn’t make sense.”
Amarant
stood up. “There may be another...”
“What
are you talking about Amarant?” Zidane stood up.
“The
business that I mentioned earlier...is that there has been rumors of a woman
searching for Kuja.”
Everyone
looked at him with an odd expression on their faces.
“She’s
a Terran...with a silver dragon. I have seen her use magic before as well...”
Silver
Dragon...
“It
could have been her dragon that you saw...but yet you say there was two.”
Amarant
looked at Freya silently for a moment.
“Hey...which
direction were they headed.”
Zidane
scratched his head. “Um...the Lindblum/Alexandria gate...why Blank?”
Amarant
walked out of the door.
“Hey!
Wait up!” Zidane, Eiko and Vivi ran out after Amarant.
After
catching up to the tall man, they caught the special aircab to the gate. Once
there, Amarant took off again with an exasperating pace. Vivi and Eiko had a
very difficult time keeping up. Even Zidane had to jog slightly to keep up.
“Will
you slow down?!?”
Amarant
paused for a moment, then started walking again, but his pace was slower this
time. They boarded the train and rode it down to the station.
“Amarant…what’s
with you?”
He
looked at Zidane. “I’ve met that woman before. If there is two dragons, Kuja
may be still alive and with her.”
“Kuja?
Why Kuja?” Amarant shook his head. “I don’t know. I think that the are
connected...maybe related.”
“I
see...”
They
entered Treno and headed toward the auction house. A figure rounded the corner
and walked straight into Amarant. With a startled yelp, the figure fell down,
landing with a loud thud.
“Hey...are
you okay?” Zidane extended a hand to help the person up. A slender hand slipped
into his and he pulled. The woman, now on her feet again dusted herself off.
“Thank
you.” She stepped into the light and regarded Amarant. “Much apologies, Sir.”
Zidane
recognized her clothing. It was similar to Kuja’s, however, the colors of black
and aquamarine dominated the robes. He hair was long and black. To him, she was
quite a sight to behold.
Amarant
glared at her. “Where is Kuja.”
“Kuja?
What do you mean?”
Amarant
stepped forward. His expression darkened as he growled. “Do not play such games
with me. I know that you have been looking for Kuja...” Her eyes widened. “He’s
here...isn’t he.”
She
began to back up and she bumped into a wall. Turning, she took off down the
street, with Amarant in full pursuit. She ran into the Card Hall and hid in the
crowd. When Amarant entered, he looked around and stepped away from the door.
As he pressed on through the room, she slipped out the door and ran down the
street, passing Zidane, Eiko and Vivi.
Amarant
walked out a few minutes later. “She got away...” His face was creased in
frustration.
“Was
that who you were talking about in Lindblum?”
“Yes...and
if she is here…then Kuja may be here in the city as well.” He looked down the
street and the back the other way. “But since she got away...they may not be here
for much longer. Damn...”
Zidane
looked down the street where she had run. “Well, we might as well head to the
Auction house for now.”
Amarant
nodded silently and they left the Card Hall.