Sephiroth moved his sword down to where her heart was.<span style="color: #000000">"That is where it is. You don't 'find it', you discover it. Summon it. Use it... give it to me."</span>The circle in the middle of the room started glowing silver a bit more, and new words appeared on the note. "Go to the center of the room and repeat: Mort depuis longtemps croisÃ©, fabricant de Balian des rois ... Je vous appelle." Sephiroth noticed the circle, and had a half-confused half-interested face.<span style="color: #000000">"Is... that it? Is that your power summoned for me to take?"</span>He lowered his sword.<br/><br/>She still couldn't escape. He stood between her and the doorway. If she tried to escape, obviously he would try to stop him... and with that insanely long sword of his, he might succeed.<br/>The note still didn't change, so, all we can deduce is that it was persistent.