He's able to ignore the taunts from the reflection, but it's the screams that make Cid stop in his tracks, each worse than the last until he picks Nero's voice out of the cacophony. It's enough for him to bring both hands to his face as he collapses to his knees.

The silver-haired Emet-Selch follows close behind, seemingly warping between the mirrors, Darkness billowing in his wake. "How many lives must you destroy before you are satisfied? How many billions more shall you slaughter? You defile the seat of Emet-Selch."