Kadaj dismissed Bahamut with a bow. The Aeon dissipated into light, and a lone pyrefly ascended slowly to the heavens. The soft wail made Kadaj's hair stand on end, and he waited until it had stopped before he made his way to the Lucians.

"If you want a real show we'd have to go to The Island Closest To Hell," he said, "but the stakes are higher." A lot higher, but if they wanted to see Bahamut's Overdrive it would have to be against something worth it.