"You never truly answered my question. You answered Reno's, which was why you fight, but that has little connection to my question. I simply inquired to the reason that you were all helping us". Oner opened his eyes now, the different colored eyes gazing at War, his feet firmly on the ground unlike Reno's. That, and the change in hair color from white to black was indeed a huge sign that Oner had manifested once again. "Thou art indeed powerful, I am not disagreeing with that. If the Six Senses are your enemy though then why not destroy them yourselves? If you were truly wanting to teach us a lesson in arrogance, you could destroy an enemy that is around our level with such ease to do so after collecting the signs yourselves, making us see that all of our battles and efforts are worthless before your might". There was no way that there wasn't some ulterior motive. "Is it because you can't defeat the six senses and thou aren't as strong as you make yourselves out to be? Do you have some other hidden motives perhaps? Or do you just want us to do thine dirty work?" Oner's gaze went right into War's eyes, Oner calm as he questioned this man's motives for giving them this lesson and sparing their lives. If questioning their strength would bring out a response, then Oner was willing to do so. He didn't like being a pawn in someone else's plan, and that was what sparing their lives did, made them into pawns. He was glad to be alive sure, but still did not like to be a pawn. This was too much of an enigma for Oner's liking. Of course, nowhere near as big of an enigma as Reno was, but that was a different sort of enigma that no one would ever be able to solve. "So ill ask again. Why art thou helping us? What is thine real motivation for helping us in this strange manner? Not your reason for fighting, but your reason for helping us". Oner went silent after that, waiting for a response. Sure he could say things like the enemy was in fact Arrogant here, letting the Keybladers go thinking that they were such easy prey and not a threat only to have the possibility of later being defeated at the hands of this 'easy prey' present itself. If their power was so great, why help them at all? Oner wanted the truth, and if bringing their strength and even their pride into question was necessary to get the information he wanted, then he would do so. He had no doubts about their incredible strength, he just wanted some answers.