The memory of the pain suffered at the scurrying mass of shadows was enough to pull the pale slender figure out of the high wooden haven he'd come to in.
And since the power desired to deliver punishment on that sea of black was so easily grasped now; one elegant hand drew up and back as the spell was cast, the hand descending sharply toward the offending creatures below seconds afterward causing a fiery explosion to erupt within the black mass and catching the drier wood near them aflame.
Hovering easily above the building fire, Kuja observed the effects of the attack with some silent, though obvious satisfaction. Yes, this was was quite a lovely change from that previous endless sense of creeping and at times looming exhaustion which had been dogging his heels for the last few years. He could rather come to enjoy this in a manner of speaking he thought.