Kefka merely laughed. The little thing had so much anger! What did he think he was going to do? Even as the blows rained down on the mage, he did little to dodge them, his laughter only interrupted by the hits he received. That reaction! Oh, that reaction! It was priceless!

He ached, yes. Every part of him was going to be in pain later, and he could feel the blood pour from where the spikes had hit, but he put it out of his mind, raising his hand up and casting a fire spell to get the echidna off of him. Even if that wasn't successful, it would at least blind him for awhile or give Kefka room for another spell.

Uwee-hee-hee-hee~ It was glorious.