Chapter 4

After another grueling journey, we reached the plateau. All around us
Members of the vigilante group, Chocobo riders and AlBhed were busy preparing for the offensive.

It was bad for Wakka to see how the members of the AlBhed tribe brought old machina weapons into position. He, who believed like no other in Yevon's guiding principles, which forbade the use of the machina, regards this as blasphemy.
It was a shock to him, understandable to think that his beloved brother Chappu had died while using Machina. He held the machina of the AlBhed and the striving of the tribe for technical development to be the origin of all evil in Spira.
Wakka was desperate. This time not even I, not even Lulu, whom he secretly adored above all else, succeeded in calming him down.

Then Seymour reappeared and probably inadvertently threw Wakka into even greater confusion. But first the maester turned to Auron, my father's Guardian, who had now made it his mission to protect his friend's daughter on the dangerous journey.He greeted Auron in what seemed inappropriately confidential and asked him to tell him all about the past 10 years. Auron dismissed the maester with rude, harsh words and showed him so clearly that he did not trust him. Anger welled up in me against my mentor. How could he be so harsh! Seymour finally helped us. I gave the maester a look begging his forgiveness, and Seymour nodded at me as he returned my gaze with an indefinable smile.
Nervousness boiled up in me again. What was the matter with me? I hated myself for being weak.

Again the Guado withdrew considerately until Wakka spoke to him about the offensive. E had clear respect for the maester, but Seymour knew how to take his insecurity away, so that Wakka took courage and communicated his concerns about the offensive to the high representative of the Yevonite order.

Seymour nodded to him and confirmed Wakka's suspicions.But he said he was loyal to yevon
Besaidianer also said that he respected the pure desire for peace and the offensive that resulted from that desire. No, he will not forbid the fight, because like these people here, as a resident of Spira, he no longer wishes for lasting peace, a life without the constant, renewed threat of SIN. Wakka pointed out to him the use of the forbidden machina, but Seymour made it clear to him that he would only watch the efforts of the people as Yevonmaester. As a citizen of Spira, however, he welcomed the efforts and would do nothing to stop the warriors to destroy their hopes. Wakka couldn't and wouldn't believe it. It sounded like heresy to him. I, on the other hand, could understand Seymour's motives, and I'm sure my other friends did too. We all secretly harbored this hope.
Seymour nodded briefly to me, then left, and we looked around the field of the approaching battle.After a while we were asked into the command tent. On the way there we met Luttz and Gatta, whom we knew from the Besaid vigilante group. What the hell were they doing here?
I tried to get them, along with Wakka and Lulu, to return to Besaid before the start of the fight, but the two were so stubborn and stubborn that they would not be dissuaded from taking part in the offensive.
I worried about them, and the thought that one or both of them might be killed or wounded in battle pained me. But I also understood their belief in the offensive and the hope they attached to it. It was hopeless to try to persuade her to return home. So in the end we only had to ask them to take good care of themselves and to return safely. When we said goodbye, I felt like crying.

We were already expected in the command tent. Not only was Seymour here, no, the leader of the Yevonite warrior monks and maester of the Yevon Wen Kinoc was also present.A heated conversation ensued between him and Auron, which I followed from the background. From this I gathered some facts that shocked and saddened me. Obviously, Kinoc played the commander in chief. Not about the warrior monks present, no, but about the fighters of the various tribes of Spiras. And Kinoc said something that made my blood run cold.

The Yevonorden supported the offensive only indirectly. Should they fail, the order would benefit to the extent that it could invoke the ban on machina technology and name the use of weapons as the reason for the failure of the offensive, in order to deepen belief in the guiding principles again . In addition, defeat would put an end to the secessionist tendencies of some of the tribes that the Order had to contend with.
Should the offensive be a success, it would mean that the fight against the eternal evil SIN was won with the help of the Yevonite order, which would also only have advantages for the order and would further consolidate its power.I was deeply shocked. Here the lives of good, believing people were simply jeopardized as if they were nothing more than pieces on a chessboard, used by the powerful at will for their political power games.
At Auron's reproach, Kinoc said that he would lead these people to the slaughter like cattle, that he would do nothing of the sort. He would just prolong her dream and hope.

Even for the otherwise reticent Auron, this was too much. I gasped in horror when he asked Kinoc with untamed fury which fool had made him, Kinoc, a maester, a teacher. Kinoc responded with a derogatory smile and ignored all of our objections.

I looked over to the young Guadolord for help, hoping for help and support from his side, but he barely shook his head. In his eyes I thought I saw a spark of understanding and real regret, but also a plea for forgiveness.I did not understand the world anymore. Didn't he see what was happening here? Didn't he understand what was being played here? Did he feel no pity at all?
There was no time to think about it any further. It got increasingly noisy outside and then we were all called out. SIN came. And SIN would destroy them all.

I was told to take cover, which I was very reluctant to do. If all was to be lost, then I too wanted to fight for freedom. But I was the wild card in this game and they wanted to prevent anything from happening to me. So Auron put Tidus and Lulu at my side, while he would fight with Khimari and Wakka on the front lines.
I noticed Wen Kinoc, the "warlord" secretly withdraw and take cover. I felt disgust when I found this out. What an insidious rat this alleged maester was. I saw his behavior as a betrayal of all Spirans.
Well, in Bevelle at the latest, I would inform the High Council of Kinoc's involvement in this offensive.Of his inglorious role and his intolerable behavior towards the people over whom the Yevonite order ruled. I was sure he would be held accountable.

I was all the more grateful when I noticed that Seymour did not withdraw. I watched the young Guadolord and saw the conjuring staff in his hand.
This maester wanted to fight, didn't run away like this weasel Kinoc.
He seemed to feel my appreciative look on his back, because he turned around briefly and gave me a reassuring look. He also shouted to me to hold back and instructed Lulu and Tidus to defend me with their lives if necessary.
Anger welled up in me and I gave him a look that expressed my displeasure with it. I knew these words were unnecessary. Tidus and Lulu would always protect me. I could rely on my Guardians 100%. And vice versa as well. I would never stand idly by when the life of one of my friends was threatened. No way.I also secretly pulled my conjuring baton out of my clothes. I would fight. Oh yes I would.

Then everything happened incredibly quickly. When SIN, the threat and plague of our world, the punishment of Spira appeared, the beach was literally overrun by the vicious creatures that swam in its wake. Skirmishes broke out everywhere and the noise of battle rushed up around me. The Al Bhed fired their machina weapons at the oldest of all EVILs, but they were unable to do anything against SIN.

Horror filled me, and all the suffering around me froze my blood. I heard the screams of the fighters, the death screams and the groans of the wounded, I saw badly battered fighters dying in agony, twitching in the white sand, which quickly turned a dark, dirty red. Then we got into fights too, and I had to shut out the world around me in order to survive on my own.I didn't notice much anymore. In a state of numbness, I began to swear.
I felt like a puppet, as if guided by someone else's will that was not my own. Tidus and Lulu were with me, but where were Auron, Wakka and Khimari?

The whole world around me sank in blood and screams of pain.
I remember some kind of dark flash. I can't describe it any other way.
A dark, extremely fast something that rushes towards us all. Tidus came running up to me with Lulu, grabbed me and threw himself behind a rock with me and the black magician before the world around us sank into blackness - for the blink of an eye.

After that everything was ghostly quiet. Then the groaning set in from many throats, and when we dared to rise from cover, the fight was over, it seemed.
Everywhere dead, cruelly mutilated and burned bodies. We stared in silence at the sight we saw. It was horrible, just unbelievable.Even my strength as a healer would not have been enough to heal these horrible wounds.

Auron, Wakka and Kimahri came up to us. Thank yevon, none of the three seemed to be seriously injured, they only had minor wounds, which I was able to fix quickly with the help of white magic and a few curagas *. I wanted to get up in relief after doing my work as a healer when we heard the noises of fighting and a terrible roar again.

* Curaga * 3rd degree healing magic
I turned around and started running. It was Maester Seymour who fought alone against a seemingly overpowering Sinspawn.
I gathered from Auron's shouts that she had actually assumed she had killed the hideous creature. But apparently the beast was tougher than