Cloud: I'm right behind you...stop yelling.
Sephiroth: Ah...well....your life ends here...
Cloud: Oh, really?
Sephiroth: Yes...now...how would you like me to take your life away?
Cloud:......!?
Sephiroth: let's see...I could stab you, cut off your head, punch you in the head, break your n---*slice*
Cloud: You talk to much, damnit..
I'm bored, I typed, don't ask...