[Seifer was different in comparison to the young woman's fighting style, he was on the fast side however he moved slower due to his bulk, he was also brutal in his attacks, transfering from using magic, fire spells being his favorite to beating the hell out of monsters with slashes, slices and stabs. He never let up and tried his damnedest not to let the enemy get any hits in, but he wasn't perfect by any means. He enjoyed having a challenge, so he might have gone after a Marlboro if not for the fact he'd probably die without a couple party members.]

“So, you say.” [he paused.] “How old are you?”

[As they attacked it together, he noted the way she made quick work of it's legs, bits of flesh and clotted blood flying from it's body. Color him impressed, he always thought the smaller ones back home couldn't hold their own especially because he'd seen them crying and freaking the hell out when danger happened. He kept attacking as the thing grunted and cast zombie on him. All this time spent with the tonberries and he hadn't thought to go after these guys for practice, so it was no surprise a cure was cast and made him feel sicker than a dead chocobo.]

“Snit, I don't have esuna in my inventory. You got anything?” [This would have been a lot easier if he could junction a Guardian Force and draw esuna from some beast. He doesn't want to go out like a putz by some simple ass monster that hardly dents good reasons to die.]