"On the contrary, I stand to gain some satisfaction." A fishing rod made for a poor katana in his eyes but wielded by a skilled person, it would still prove to be a challenge, especially since Sephiroth had little practice with knives. "We do have an 'audience' to entertain," he chuckled.

He was just angry and annoyed that he was being used once more. And this time not even by someone he knew. A mysterious captor with the power to take from the strongest being on the Planet. That didn't sit well with someone whose own plans for world domination was just thwarted.

He raised his knife up to chest level and held it there, wondering if he could get Ignis to make the first move.