Zechs stiffened at his words, what was he implying by such a statement? It did not make any sense whatsoever. Who did he think he was? He was Zechs Merquise, one of the Generals of the Shinra army, a SOLDIER. The odd feeling that came over him was unshakable, making the blond steadily more uncomfortable.

Was this a game, or a stall? "...thought I was <i>who</i>?" Unapproachable... Due to the watchful eyes of the Turks constantly stalking him? Was that what this stranger, this <i>Treize Khushrenada</i> meant? Slender, albeit muscled arms crossed his chest, the masked fighter none too pleased with such shielded wording.

Something wasn't right about this, did he intend to set a ploy for an ambush? Heh... then that would make him a fool. He was not known as the Lightning Count for nothing.