-Six turns to everyone gathered-
Six: Well, I presume you've heard Squall. You're not kids. Anyone who wants to come give that sorceress 20 questions is free to follow.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Squall leads the way and speaks as he walks forward.
Squall: After we've received those pendants you've brought from the Owl, General Caraway used his contacts to check out everyone affiliated with the government. The one using the illusion was... the President's beloved cat. The witch was assuming this guise to wade through the palace unnoticed and without suspicion.
Squall: Yes, the cat was the mastermind, both figuratively and literally. As for her actual form... You'll see yourself now.
He leads the way into the spacious room where Artorias was previously held. In there a few See D Para-Magicians are standing around the huge sarcophagus. You can't see the contents yet.
Squall: Now we will release her into a Silence field which won't allow her to use any spells. But be wary nonetheless.

Tarbak: Huh, whaddaya mean?