Flames where approaching him. He was almost there. A few metres. Twins closing in on him. They hadn’t opened their fire. He has a small chance “I’m almost there!” He muttered to himself. The Flames where getting closer. He looked at the flames, about to attack. His Isida didn’t have the range. “Oh no” he thought. The shaft behind him was staring at a nitrous box. The twins closed in on him further. “You won’t make it!” Yelled the Firebird, like a maniac. That was followed by an evil laugh. “This Far, I can’t believe it.” The flames reached him.