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"What the hell was that?!" Barret yelled.
"Arathia. It must be her. She has him." Tifa said.
"We have to get him back." Aerith said.
Biggs walked over to the sword.
"Why would Shinra be interested in some sword?" He asked.
"That is no mere sword boy." A voice said.
A old man walked out of the shadows. He had a cane and wore little thin brown clothes.
"Alright, what is it?" Jessie asked.
"A weapon one of the most powerful to have ever existed. Why, it could kill her." He said.
"By her you mean the Golden Demon Arathia?" Barret asked.
He looked surprised.
"Few know her name and few have lived after mating with her." He said.
"Cloud was mating with her." Aerith said.
The old man let out a sigh.
"Then he is for sure dead." He said.
"How do we stop her?" Tifa asked.
He looked at the sword.
"You must plunge it into her heart, but be wary, she is one of the most ancient creatures. She is like a living god." He said.
"We'll be careful." Jessie said.
"Let's bring that bitch down." Tifa said.
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