"No!" cried out Ascot as he was restrained by the wire, for wire it was. Using Sparkra, the boy created a ring of lights that would, hopefully, cut the invisible, but unlike Satoko's, material bonds right out. If that didn't work, the boy would cast Fira on himself and try the same thing. Nevertheless, he was despairing of victory, and despair was not good for a Paladin. Fighting back against said despair, Ascot shouted:

"Holy!" as he filled the entire cavern with Light, Light that would hopefully destroy the bonds restraining him, as well as heal Belle's arm. As entire cavern grew bright, the boy would test his bonds; he had a suspicion as to what their nature were, but that suspicion had to be tested. What was material, but with the properties of immaterial substances? What material, if modified with magic, can act as a strong restraint that can appear almost instantly?

"Yeah, the kid's right," Jake said, walking over to Reno. He put his arm around Reno's shoulders. "I may have only joined these kids a short time ago, but I too fight for-"

Jerry suddenly ran away so fast he literally created a dust outline in the shape of himself and Reno. By the time the Elf realized it, Jake was carrying Reno and running down the side of the cola bottle volcano so fast he was kicking up a large dust trail.

"Kid, sorry to break form like that, but something's off," he explained to Reno. "Not just the better part of valor and all, but if she's that strong, she's certainly holding back. I saw the others, but for some reason, I can't see Thomas. Something is really wrong.

"Right now, we need to regroup and plan. We're going to head for Thomas, see if we can't get some more numbers to boost our situation."

For some reason Thomas had a feeling that the answer he got was the one he should have expected. God forbid a villain act simply because they felt like it. For something like this, he had to have some sort of ulterior motive. Thomas would just have to figure out what it was before the rest of his plan went into motion.

"Well, I certainly wouldn't know," he replied sarcastically. "It's not like I'm talking with a wellspring of information here, giving an exaggerated throwing up of his hands in exasperation. "I'd say you're lucky I even listened to you, Mystery Man." This was true, at least from his perspective. How was he to know the other tricks the man was playing with the darkness in his body?

Amaya snapped out of her concentration seeing lucus stand over Joshua"Joshua..."she said rushing to him as she watched lucus's ally stop him and watched them argue before he left " I know some and I have some mama left it should be enough" said amaya crouching down by Joshua holding on to him not caring about blood on her hands

"AAAARGH!!!" Belle screamed when the cloaked girl stepped on her arm and broke it. Did her plan fail again? Why? It was a good plan, why don't any of her plans work out the way she wants? This girl is just too strong, could Ascot and her even beat her? So many questions, went through her head now, questions that made her depressed, but angry at the same time. But she had to stand up and fight again. Belle summoned her keyblade again, this time in her other hand.

"I'm a thief, you fool. You think I don't know how to fight with my other arm, I've been through worse than this." she said, withstanding the pain. She didn't focus on her broken arm, and it worked. However her pain would quickly decrease when Ascot used Holy. Her broken bone restored, but the pain remained. Luckily Belle blocked it away, and wouldn't feel it. "Thanks Ascot." she said, not looking behind as this opponent might be sneaky enough to do something.

It was obvious that her main ability included those solid objects that she could spawn from everywhere. They just needed to find a way around it. The best thing Belle could come up with is summoning the Mist Dragon. She revealed the white gem from her inventory. "Please help us dragon." she whispered. Shortly after that the gem would glow bright and a huge white dragon appeared behind her. "Use your Radiant Breath!" Belle shouted. The dragon obeyed her and mist came out of its mouth. Of course this mist wouldn't effect Ascot or Belle, but would only blind the girl. "Ascot, grab your chance! Maybe she won't be able to use her abilities now. But be wary, she's strong." Belle said.

After Ascot would have performed his attacks, Belle would got after him and immediately would use Time Splicer. An attack that was hard to dodge, so with her blinded sight she would be able to perform it. As a thief she would simply make no noise to get close and use the attack. This plan had to work.

"Well seems like we're done here, save one last detail. You gotta look convincing after all." the man said before vanishing in the CoD. Thomas would have a couple of seconds to ponder the words before his chest would be slashed open. The cut was deep enough to bleed but he wouldn't be in any immediate danger if he could quickly patch himself up.

---

Before Jake could get to the bottom of the volcano, his head was grabbed from behind and shoved unceremoniously into the ground, with the same thing happening to Reno. Neither would get a change to register what had happened before simultaneous explosions went off at point-blank range at them, with Reno's mostly be focused on his marks. Explosion after explosion would go off until both lay on the ground heavily wounded.
"Fools." the Elven girl said, standing over them" Never turn your back on an opponent."

---

Ascot and Bell wouldn't even get a chance to move. They would be bound completelyn and entirely before being forced back to back, their opponent laughing hysterically. Even the Mist Dragon would find itself bound.
"Really... you think something like this would bother us." The girl said approaching them from the side. Once she was close enough she summoned her swords and placed the tips over her opponents hearts before slowly pushing the swords in, while leaning forward to whisper in their ears" Remember this well our toys. We are Fear. We will be at the back of your mind in every battle like this one were your life... slowly slips... away."

As she spoke the swords would slowly get closer and closer to her opponents still beating hearts. At the last second she removed them before snatching Belle's crystal to summon Mist Dragon from her.
"Seeing as your a thief we'll take this. We doubt it's yours anyway." She said.

---

CoDs would suddenly appear around everyone, taking them to Amaya, War, and the still heavily injured Joshua. War had helped make sure the boy was in no danger but Joshua would likely need a bit more attention before going into the next battle. War looked around at the group before shaking his head.
"It would seem you're still too weak." He said" You've been riding a high for a while now I think. Probably overestimated yourselves and thought you could take on anyone. Learn well from this children. Nothing is certain in battle. If you always think your opponent is stronger then you, you're more likely to come out alive since you'll fight with your brains as well as your brawn."

With that War stepped into his own CoD, leaving everyone to think and recover.

Reno just looked up at Jake as he was carried, glad that they were running away. He wasn't one for battle, as fighting always hurt everyone involved, whether physically, mentally, or emotionally. He never understood why people fought. Why people desired to be stronger than others. Why couldn't everyone just live in peace? These thoughts went through Reno's head as he focused on replenishing both his Mana and Oner's Spirit. It was all of this that made him off guard when that Elven woman suddenly appeared, as Reno was always quick to react to anything. The moment she attacked, everything went dark.

Fortunately attacking the marks in a physical matter didn't actually do any more damage than attacking his actual body would. If anything, it was focusing there that saved Reno from taking more damage than he would have. Granted only a minuscule amount, but every bit counted. After they were deposited and left alone, Reno being unconscious, a flash of light would envelope his body, Oner now lying in his place as he slowly sat up, clenching his fists. "Heal". With a wave of his hand, the powerful healing of multiple curaja spells ran over the whole party as Oner spent every drop of Mana that his fully recharged mana reservoirs possessed to aid the others in healing their wounds, fatigue, and pain, even able to use this on Reno by touching the mark on his forehead.

After that, Oner said nothing, closing his eyes as he turned inwards to his thoughts, or his and Reno's, as he meditated and focused his body, mind, and spirit. Was this journey truly for them? Two people who wish to fight to protect others, yet both who dislike battle? He remembered something that Serin, their foster father, had once told him. That no matter what sort of craft or trade, be it magic, swords, or even cooking; there is always someone out there who is better than you. These words struck true more than ever. Their opponents had been easily falling to Reno's incredible magical might before, and the enemies here were no match for his and Reno's newly combined might.

Had he grown arrogant? Were they arrogant to always hold back in fear of hurting anyone? No matter where Oner traversed in the vast expanse of their mind, there was no true answer to this question that he could come up with right away. Should they discard there desire to not harm others, a hypocritical desire? All of these thoughts were moving through Oner's head, the light swirling through the marks on his body like a slow, yet turbulent storm as he contemplated and meditated.

Joshua Tamashii said Before Jake could get to the bottom of the volcano, his head was grabbed from behind and shoved unceremoniously into the ground, with the same thing happening to Reno. Neither would get a change to register what had happened before simultaneous explosions went off at point-blank range at them, with Reno's mostly be focused on his marks. Explosion after explosion would go off until both lay on the ground heavily wounded."Fools." the Elven girl said, standing over them" Never turn your back on an opponent."

"GRRRRRRRRR..."

The snarl was angry, bestial. It was not a sound that came from a human, rather a feral, antediluvian beast. Rage reverberated in the air, and the first thing the Elf realized was the clasp of a giant metal hand wrapping around her upper arm, bending it like a straw and then lifting her into the air like a rag dog before slamming her into the ground so hard it caused a giant crater.

Before the shock wore off, another hammerblow struck her in the chest, cracking several ribs and breaking another, knocking the breath out of her lungs. The hand - now feeling like a giant metal paw, grasped her leg, and proceeded to slam her several times in vicious, rapid succession, the person smashing her about with herculean strength. He then lifted her once more above him, spinning her about, then smashing her down one last, brutal time into the ground, this time following up with a powerful stomp that left everyone nearby feeling the tremors.

When her vision cleared, she would see above her a giant metal lion-man, glaring at her through glowing red eyes, his golden skin bulging with massive musculature. His iron teeth glinted menacingly at her.

"You may have had a point about watching one's back," he snarled, "but I very much disliked your arrogant tone...

"Oh, and since we're talking about making sure the foe is done for..."

He picked her up and slammed her into the ground, again and again, using terrifying strength to hammer her until she stopped moving. Then he lift her up in the air, and with a terrifying growl, swung his tail so that the mighty mace-like tip smashed her right through the volcano walls and slammed her into the wall at the other side.

He snorted at her, then turning to Reno, now apparently Oner.

"Kid, you alright?" he asked, wincing at his own snarling, monstrous voice.

And still no sort of answer. Yep, Thomas was resigned to it at this point. Screw this guy and whatever group he was part of then. Next time this would be a very different story, of that the guy could be sure. He'd get stronger, more powerful, and then he'd be able to beat anyone he fought. That, he promised himself.

Then he suddenly had more pressing concerns as the guy said something about 'convincing', and before he could comment on that, he guy was gone, and he just as suddenly had a significant gouge in his chest, before he was falling through a CoD. Idly, the rational part of his brain that wasn't screaming in pain wondered how the hell he'd done that. Could he attack from inside a CoD? If so, that was kinda BS. How was he supposed to hit a guy who wasn't in physical space? The rest of his mind though, was busy coping with the wound he now had.

He landed with a thud and a groan, proceeding to ignore everything War said as he was more busy with his current wound, clothes already stained red as blood swelled up and flowed freely. "Ah, dang it," he grunted with a wince as he retrieved a potion from his inventory, He quickly applied it, it helping to dull the pain and deal with the wound, which gave him the clear head he needed to hold his hand over his chest and cast a Cure spell on himself.

It felt weird, his skin crawling as muscles and flesh knitted themselves back together under magical influence, made him want to hold his breath or stop and scratch the newly healed patch, but he refrained from doing that. At last he was done, and stood up with a groan. "That...was not fun," he commented, shaking his head as he glanced down to see his shirt pretty much ruined. Great. Then he noticed the fact that everyone else appeared to have had their faces kicked in as well. "Geez, what happened while I was gone," he wondered aloud, at the same time enjoying the fact that his arm was free from it's armor and he could now enjoy what it felt to be cool and stuff. A small favor. EMphasis on small.

amaya adjusted joshua's head on to her folded legs as her hands glowed lightly "Cure.."She whispered placing her hands on his wounds. decodomg to do a direct approach of magic then sending it to others at a distance. She was focused on making sure joshua could even move once again. she listened to war "We underestimated because you are not the enemy we have been facing this whole time...you and your sick group just pop up like roaches... we have enough to deal with trying not to let darkness consume the rest of the worlds."she said watching him before looking down at joshua before looking at everyone appearing through the corridors that randomly popped up before seeing war dissappear into one of his own "Yeah....this isn't good..."She commented checking on her healing of joshua's large wound

Ascot tried to follow Belle's lead, he really did. But, as he was expecting now, the enemy girl bound him and his Thief companion with bonds of Matter - Matter being a provisional term for whatever, well, Matter the enemy had bound them in. Either way, Ascot was frightened now, and everyone was reminded that he was a 13-year old kid, despite his strengths, strengths that he had overrelied on.

As 'Fear' slowly slipped her swords into their bodies, Ascot's life flashed before his eyes. Was this the end? He had never been so frightened before; in fact, few things had ever frightened him before this. As 'Fear' established her dominance, two faces flashed before the boy; the first one was Xayama, the beautiful Nobody, and the second one was...Oner.

The young Paladin was cowed, completely cowed, as Fear removed her blades from the group's bodies, causing a slight flow of bleeding from their chests. Then, she took Belle's Mist Dragon - great, the Matter Master had another weapon. For a moment, fury filled the boy, but not enough to overcome his fear. instead, as the girl went away, he focused on curing himself. Then, the CoDs opened and took them back to where Joshua was.

"Joshua! Oner!" Ascot shouted, his fear suddenly being shaken off by the sight of two of his friends, the strongest members of the group, having been beaten, while Jake continued to fight the Elven Girl. But, the boy still retained enough prescence of mind to listen to War; enemy though he was, his advice was good. But, still, Ascot was shaken, shaken by the events that happened.

"What's the point?!" he finally questioned. "What's the point of delivering the Multiverse from destruction by the Six Senses if we're just going to give it to an even worse group? What's the point of doing what good we can if we're just going to give the worlds to a worse evil, something that we cannot beat?" He was shaking now. "Sorry, sorry for sounding like I've given up, but, even so, what's the point..."

He was crying now.

Belle didn't know what was happening. She wanted to attack the girl, but she wasn't even able to move. Suddenly she heard a whisper behind her while a blade was pointed at her chest. Was this fear? No, she didn't fear the blade or the girl. Yet, why did she felt fear even though she clearly knew there wasn't anything to fear. The blade went into Belle's body. The thief bit her teeth to ease the pain, the unbearable pain. She wasn't going to die here, she didn't join the group, didn't come this far to die in such a place. Luckily the blade stopped right before it hit her heart. Because of the blade in her chest she didn't notice that she dropped Mist's summon gem. But it already was too late, the girl took her dragon, and disappeared quickly after.

She was feed from the 'fear' and fell with both hands and knees on the ground. A big stream of blood fell out of the wound in her chest, it still dripping some blood afterwards. Tears fell down on the ground. "She took Misty." Belle mumbled to herself. "But I'll get her back." the thief tried to ignore the pain and stood up. A CoD opened before her, once she stepped through, along with Ascot, she found herself along with the others against 'War'. She could hear his last words. Belle turned to Ascot. "I don't know either Ascot. But the Six Senses are still people who threaten the universe and need to be eliminated." she grunted, holding her hand in front of her wound. "As I believe His Majesty wanted us to complete this quest. He must have his reasons for it. But I get what you're feeling... so please don't cry." she said.

Suddenly the whole environment transformed from the wrecked candy wastelands, to the colorful candy racetrack it once was. Unfortunately their own wounds weren't restored, probably duo to the fact that they weren't even from this world... or game to say more precise. Belle looked around with a happy face. "At least we saved this world from its darkness. I think we should say goodbye to the others soon."

"Well... we all got got the shit beaten out of us now didn't we?" Joshua said before sitting back up with a groan.

"something like that. Frankly, the fact you all lasted as long as you did is surprising." A voice said from nearby. The Elven Girl was sitting in a nearby branch, not the worse for wear and poking around her mouth. After a second she pulled out a tooth and spit a bit of blood on the ground" So you all survive, if just barely. So if you want a reward I suppose I could answer some questions of your, within reason. One question for each of you, so make them all count.

Is that okay Master War."

"I suppose." War said, having come back to check on the girl." If you want to continue fighting though, you'll all take me on, and that will not end well for you. Destruction here has earned a break I say."

"... The hell is your deal?" Joshua muttered

"Well that's your question, but one that I suppose warrants an answer." War said calmly." Our 'deal' this time around was a harsh and valuable lesson. We know several of you have fought some of the Six Senses. We know you've found a lot of the Signs you were sent to find. You've been riding high and easy for a long time. Even the Cybug Queen you fought was easy. King Candy or Turbo, whichever you prefer, was also an easy fight for you.

Subconsciously you were all getting very cocky. You had more confidence then you deserve. Our leader decided you needed to be brought back down to earth before you got yourselves killed. So we did. But it seems we need to be harder on you John Grendell. Your endurance is beyond human and you were actually able to injure Destruction. You have our recognition, for better or for worse."

"All he did was knock out a tooth. Really, heartless hit harder then him."

"That's still more then the others did, especially the two against Fear. And she was only playing against them, otherwise she really would've killed them. Seems the boy got the worse end of it though."

"His body is strong but his mind, heart, and spirit are weak. How did one such as that get the wield a Keyblade?"

"Time will tell. Anyway the rest of you, ask your questions, and we'll do what we can to answer to your satisfaction."

"What is the reason for your group to interfer with the mission the others were given? This isnt about stopping your group for whatever they do but why not just leave our missions alone...you arnt helping much other then giving us an extra sign that we didnt expect to occur...what is your purpose...it isnt to help us so what do you gain from interfering?"Asked amaya finishing her healing as she assisted joshua with standing up letting him lean on her if he needed to as she looked towards the elven girl. She took note of the girl speaking to war as 'master'. that word honestly sicken her how one can swear all they are to another without a thought and do all that the other wanted. how...sickening right?

Amaya looked towards the others. She would assist with healing, but she used the last of the mana she could bring to the surface to heal joshua's wound that he suffered from fighting with lucas

Perhaps they were right. Had they grown too confident? Reno had been easily able to overwhelm his opponents from before with his massive amounts of magical power. No one they had faced from before could match to Reno's and Oner's combined might, let alone match up to even Reno's singular might, even when they held back. Well, except maybe the Six Senses, but even then from the looks of it Mika would have had a hard time dealing with Reno and Oner's newly awakened being. Of course, Oner already knew that there were people out there stronger than all of them. Only a fool believes that he's the best.

They hadn't seen the match with Lucas since they were visiting the Mirror Realm, so they knew nothing of this other organization that was after them. So naturally, the might of this third party was something that they hadn't taken into account. No, overconfidence wasn't an issue here. Why would the enemy want to strengthen their enemies. After all, one grew stronger from adversity. This battle would undoubtedly allow the party to grow much stronger as they all re-evaluated their strengths. So there was one question Oner had to ask.

"Why are you helping us?"

If this was indeed a warning, or perhaps a lesson, for them to not get too cocky then it would be considered something that helpful. Oner's wounds all seemed healed now, as if he never had any, but in actuality he never received those wounds from the explosion attack that the Elfin woman performed on Reno, but they didn't need to know Denizen physiology. Reno's wounds were mostly all healed now anyway thanks to multiple Curaja spells, he would just be sore for a little while, but a night's rest would get rid of that. Of course, before that question could be answered Reno reappeared and sat down upside down in mid-air, eating a sandwich now, a drink floating in front of him upside down, its contents not spilling.

Reno had taken a bit of his sandwich and looked at it, deciding to ask his question now. "Do you ha--" but before he could ask what was probably a condiment based question a bottle of mayonnaise appeared in front of him. "Ah, never mind". He grinned, still looking pretty cheery as he applied the condiment to his sandwich. After eating the sandwich down and drinking the upside down drink he sighed out in content, now floating sideways in mid-air, as if he was sitting on a wall.

It was after that, for the first time at least for most of them that his expression grew serious. It was a very mysterious expression, filled with wisdom as he stared at the other group for a few moments, looking to each of them as their reflections appeared in his different colored eyes before he decided to float straight up just a few inches on the ground. It was after he was upright that he asked his question, his tone of voice seeming quieter, wiser, and gentler, his body looking relatively unscathed from that powerful attack that the elfin woman did on him.

"What is your purpose for fighting, especially when fighting hurts so much?"

Ascot was trying to bring himself back to some measure of stability, trying to snap out of his funk. This was his worst defeat, proof that he was the weakest - or second weakest member of the group. He tried not to drown in depression, tried to snap out of it - he was embarrassing himself. But, he still had enough prescence of mind to listen to War offer the group a deal of free information, and the Elven Girl - Destruction, ridicule him.

"I broke," summed up Ascot. "I broke against an enemy who was merely playing with me. It's true, I'm weak, despite my attempts to get stronger." He then gazed at Destrcution's eyes, renewed resolve filling him. "But I'm not going to ask you how I can get stronger; that's not my question. Rather, my question, is this:" The boy then crossed his arms behind his back.

"I may not be as good at fighting as Joshua, but I do know this: every time there is a new group of villains out to strike at the Multiverse's structure, they always have some knowledge of the Multiverse's metaphysics, knwoledge that they use to motivate them, to aid them, to act as their weapon in their quest. So, my question is this: What do you know? To elaborate on this question..."

"What do you know of the Multiverse's workings that drives you? What do you know of the Multiverse that grants you such weapons, and such power? What do you Know is both a simple and complex question." All trace of fear had gone out of the boy's voice, to be replaced by curiosity and drive. There was also a desire to make up for his former show of weakness, but that was only a small part of his decision-making process.

And Thomas was unsurprised to find that he was ignored. Again. Honestly, he was somewhat used to it by now, though he did consider checking to make sure that whatever Mystery Man did still left him able to actually speak. He understood that they might be a bit distracted by what they had just been through, but he was the leader, and as such should be aware of who was handing out beatdowns to who, lest he seem unfit for his position.

That position didn't seem very secure right now. Amaya was healing Joshua, Ascot was having a breakdown, Reno/Oner was zoning out (which was unusual to say the least), even as the landscape changed back to the beautiful candy paradise it had once been. Huzzah. That was one small problem solved.

His attention was drawn away by some girl with pointed ears sitting in a tree, having apparently suffered an acute case of 'Fist to the Face' syndrome as she pulled out a tooth, rambling on about questions and some guy named War, who conveniently showed up. How nice of him. So, they got to ask questions huh? How...magnanimous of them. Jerks.

Folding his arms, which apparently no one had notice the lack of armor now, he watched, and listened. "I wouldn't call getting a tooth knocked out a light hit," he commented. "It's not like they grow in trees or something." He then listened, most of the questions generally directed towards 'Why were these guys helping them'? He had a feeling Reno/Oner's double question wouldn't fly, but that was hardly for him to say.

Instead, he turned his mind to his own question. He couldn't throw it away on something silly like 'What's your name', and asking what their end game was seemed to overlap with the questions others were asking. And Ascot was asking about...Multiverse stuff, not that he'd really considered that as a topic. So what should he ask?

At last he struck upon it, something pretty important that he felt safe asking since he had no better ideas. He cast a distrusting look to War as he asked. "Alright. So why should we believe that anything you're telling us is the truth? Forgive me for being a tad skeptical that the guys who just kicked our butts would turn around and hand over useful information like it was nothing."

Before anyone could even react to her proposal to go to the finish line to check on Ralph, Vanellope, Calhoun, Felix and the others, there seemed to be an aftermath to the fight. And Elven girl and some guy named War had appeared and made it question time. Everyone in the group started asking questions. Joshua's question was the first one to be answers which simply had the answer: "You're strong, but too weak for us mainly because you all are cocky" at least that is what Belle got out of it. Then they also stated that Ascot and her put up the worst fight, as 'Fear' was just playing us. Belle got angry, only causing more pain in the wound of her chest, even though she already had taken a potion for it.

All the questions were pretty much questions that she herself would also ask. Questions to get clues, as she knew they wouldn't be getting any more than that, on what the organization's goals were. Despite the scenery having changed back to its original form they still were in chaos. Ascot was having some kind of nervous breakdown. Joshua appeared to be also fatally wounded, Reno was drawn out again, Jake was badly wounded... one could question how he still could be alive, Amaya was still healing Joshua and something seemed off about Thomas. As if something happened during his fight, she remembered that he wasn't with them... so he must've fought alone. But she could maybe ask him that in the next world, assuming he would still come along.

However Belle also had a question, which was kinda self-centered, but important to her. "I want my Misty... the Mist Dragon back. It belongs to me, and is very important to me." she said, trying not to get herself worked up because of her wound.

Jake narrowed his eyes, studying the assembled attackers. All that strength and he barely made a dent - it's been a while since he faced enemies this powerful. He hasn't had to break out his ace-in-the-hole for a while, and he was generally trying to defend his comrades and ensure they'd survive the fight. It galled him to think that it all meant little, as these guys were merely toying with them. The only saving grace was that these newcomers were unwilling to simply snuff them out, so there was that.

So, they allowed him one question, eh? Better make it worth it.

"What do you want with the Signs of the Zodiac?" he growled.

War and Destruction listened patiently and quietly, taking in each one before finally speaking

"Most of those questions fall under my jurisdiction I guess, so I get to answer." War said" Let's go with one at a time.

Amaya, since you asked first, you get the first answer: What we gain is entirely unknown to me. For some reason our leader wants you all to not only succeed but to all live as well. His reasons are his own and we don't entirely question them. To not question them would be foolish but he has his own reasons and has yet to lead us wrong.

That for the most part ties in with Oner's question. I'm going to assume he can still hear even though it's Reno who is on the surface. So we'll move onto your question Reno: We fight for many reasons. I fight because it's what I was raised to do. Descruction here fights to find a worthy opponent who can finally match her in combat when she goes all out. Chaos fights to simply live up to his name. Fear fights because she finds causing pain fun.

In the end you must find your own reason for fighting little Mirror Denizen. We know you prefer peace but at times you must raise up your sword and fight, whether you like it or not. If your reason ever falters, your sword will be weak and you'll end up powerless.

As for your question Ascot, we know little to nothing. You're asking for answers no one you will encounter can or will give. You must understand, such knowledge is not to be handed out freely, as it carries a huge burden on those who possess it. And if the wrong hands get it... use your imagination. Things might be worse then when Xehanort was running wild.

Thomas, you ask a good question but I am a man of honor. I will not lie when I say I will give the truth. However, you can still question the answers I give, since to no do so would be foolish, even though I gave my word. Always question everything, even the truth. For the truth might be false in the end.

As for you little Belle... I cannot say. Fear is not mine to command. If you come across him, you will need to ask Pestilence for advice there. Fear might view your friend as a trophy to keep... however, I will try to get your friend back. Despite being Nobodies we are not entirely heartless... Fear and Chaos being possible exceptions.

Now John, or would you prefer we call you by Jake as well, your question is simple: We don't. If we wanted them we would've taken them a long time ago. We helped you get one sign before. Speaking of that, our leader apologizes for that incident Amaya. Our agent didn't mean to cause you so much pain and as such, you can call on his service once, when you think you really need it. His name is, unsurprisingly, Darkness. Simply call for him when you need help and he will come to assist.

Are you all satisfied with the answers you've received?"