Sephiroth was unaware of the situation. He assumed that the Jenna left on the ground was the true one, and smirked as he fanned out the flames nearby him. An arrogant grin grew across his face as he stepped through the rest of the flames, approaching the female.
“Tsk-tsk. Always the confident one, aren’t you. As for luck… that all depends on your perspective.” He cast another round of Ice, trying to weld her feet to the ground.