[There's other Drifters lurking in the halls of the upturned hospital, fighting or scavenging as they prefer, but Sephiroth is actively hunting in it. The coincidences of familiar monsters could be ignored, if multiple worlds had chocobos and humans, why not griffins or anzu? Worlds with both cybernetics and mutants could create these cyborg nightmare horrors.
The Unknowns however, are not accidents and not coincidence. He knows where they come from, or more specifically who made them, and his patient hunt through the hospital will deal with any feral monster he crosses, but it's those warped Unknowns he's actively pursuing.
And it's one of those Unknowns that's been skewered by the sudden appearance of Diarmuid, drawing the SOLDIER to a stop to return assessing gaze with an equally measuring one as the mutated monstrosity's struggles slow, and then stop, dissolving in a way that is both familiar and now deeply unsettling to empower the strange man. Diarmuid still looks human. Capable enough on a glance, skilled enough to ambush a dangerous monster without harm in return.
Sephiroth can pass for human if one doesn't watch too closely. If one ignores the half-sheathed claws at the tips of his gloves, or the strange eyes, or the scattering of faint, silvery scales. Nothing unusual here. Nothing at all. Not even a seven foot long sword in the middle of an upside down hospital, just as practical as a spear in such enclosed spaces.]
...Be cautious of those kind. Their life force may be corrupted.
Hunting Party
The Unknowns however, are not accidents and not coincidence. He knows where they come from, or more specifically who made them, and his patient hunt through the hospital will deal with any feral monster he crosses, but it's those warped Unknowns he's actively pursuing.
And it's one of those Unknowns that's been skewered by the sudden appearance of Diarmuid, drawing the SOLDIER to a stop to return assessing gaze with an equally measuring one as the mutated monstrosity's struggles slow, and then stop, dissolving in a way that is both familiar and now deeply unsettling to empower the strange man. Diarmuid still looks human. Capable enough on a glance, skilled enough to ambush a dangerous monster without harm in return.
Sephiroth can pass for human if one doesn't watch too closely. If one ignores the half-sheathed claws at the tips of his gloves, or the strange eyes, or the scattering of faint, silvery scales. Nothing unusual here. Nothing at all. Not even a seven foot long sword in the middle of an upside down hospital, just as practical as a spear in such enclosed spaces.]
...Be cautious of those kind. Their life force may be corrupted.