[Kuja placed his hands on his hips and just groans. How pathetic to have such a one track mind. He dodges to the side once again, getting briefly skimmed. That hurt, quite a bit, but nothing a cure couldn't handle. Bigger doesn't always mean better.]

It wasn't pity you fool. I pity you now however for being so brainless. I spared you because you are not worth my time, you're only a tacky second rate performer.

[Raising his hand he begins to turn a shade of red and covered in feathers. His tail is suddenly much more noticable, after all, he's no longer hiding it. Now in his Trance form he can do a considerable amount more damage. It's fueled by emotions after all, and Kuja's reached his limit of patience.]

Let me show you how a true professional handles things.
Ultima.