Having felled the mighty Anima, one of the greatest Aeons of Spira, the Origin of Sheldar and Master of All True Neon Pajamas has proven himself a worthy threat in the arena. His latest opponent is none other than a pawn of some foolish half breed, a simple woman warrior. Simple guns against the might of self cloning, barriers and electrical death from the heavens? Ha! Like that'll go over well. Of course, there's always the simple task of simply summoning the deadly Karma Circle around his gunslinging foe, and watching her fall to the ground, helpless to stop him as he claims yet another victory, as an alternative to slugging her into the ground. Yet more proof that the original neon pajamas shall trample over all opposition to their innate superiority!
