[that brings him up short, and he can feel the hair on the back of his neck rising at the realization that he's somehow gotten way over his head. he can hear footsteps coming up behind him, and as much as he doesn't want the darkness behind him, he wants 'Kai' behind him even less. turning, he brings up his Keyblade and gets ready to attack- or defend, more likely]
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What do you want?