Monica
*Upon Icidro reaching for Kingdom Key D, he could hear a voice speaking to him as it glowed golden.*

"Close the door from the other side..."

*It would then disappear and reappear in his hand, choosing him as its new wielder. Despite it being a dark keyblade, it wouldn't seem to corrupt Icidro.*

"Will guide you..."

*Upon that line, it would tug at Icidro's arm forcefully and point toward a random wall, firing off a keybeam on its own at it. Once the keybeam hit, a portal would open to what looked to be another area of the castle. Looking through the portal they could see what seemed to be a computer and a giant room of containers but they couldn't see much more without entering.*

"Will guide you... Hero of darkness..."
Ginny
*Oh fuck that.*

"Absolutely NOT." *Brad's voice had never sounded so... Stern.* "We jus' defeated that thing! Freed an imprisoned heart! Trophy 'r not, that thing stinks o' darkness from over 'ere!" *His body language was less intimidating, as if visibly flustered. But in that moment, he panicked. The shadows pouring off that Keyblade in waves, and Icidro's fingers fitting perfectly around the grip.*

*He knew it. The darkness in Cid's heart... It had to be calling out to the weapon, right? He couldn't just LET Cid take it. Brad had to protect him from it. He had failed in the Realm of Darkness. And Cid transforming into a terrifying creature of malevolent umbrality, ripping apart anything in his path... Maybe that was worse than death. To be swallowed entirely by your own basal urges... It made him shudder. Brad was barely even willing to let Sapphire run around with her darkness, because she at least was keeping a lid on it. But Cid, for all his strength and charisma and kindness and heroics and everything else that Brad admired... Could he do the same?* 

*He turned to their other allies.* "This has gotta be a trap, right? Or something worse?"
Dennis
Furo glanced around the party after the theatrics. Of course he was surprised, but it was very muted in comparison to Brad. Though, the mechanic's typically were.

He scratched his head and simply trudged toward the portal. Running around being ambushed was not fun, but technology was adjacent to what they were here for. Or maybe there was yet another thing about these damn keys *He* Was not aware of that the other two were.

"So?"

It was a simple question; He gave it in his simplistic way. Though just in case, or out of sheer frustration, Furo wanted to expand the question so much more.

"What if it is a trap? Can I convince all of you to leave with me? Leave with me when we knew there would be traps waiting for us? Leave with me after pushing the other team whose problem I wish was only theirs to willingly brave the brunt of the situation so that we can sneak in?"
** **

Furo turned to Icidro, the oh-so honorable knight. The man, who despite his gentlemanly front, was crazed and chomping at the bit to enact some type of punishment on the squatters of the castle. The callabero stood there, with his exhausted frame puppeteered by collectible objects of incomprehensible power and use. Barely a foot in the door and he had emptied his tank at the first challenge they faced.

Furo turned to Sapphire, his expression softening as he wished he had left her out of the loop to start with. The young lady he failed to scare off from a life or death situation that even he barely had the facts on. Yet she stood in front of him willing to do more than just support the group in this troubled time.

Furo looked squarely at Bradamante. The big man with the biggest desire to fight; Scared. Smaller than the conclusion of that desert world. Not sobbing, yet seemingly closer to breaking than Furo feared.

*Why were they here?*

"Why are we here?"

*What was the point?*

"What was the point of me chewing out that old lady for her people dragging two of my friends into one death trap, only for them to willingly run into another?"

*Were they wasting their chance to go?*

"I would be perfectly fine leaving and not looking back if y'all come with me. I would be... Until I force myself to look at the regret on all of your faces."

Furo stood as tall as he could make himself, body centered on the portal. No one was getting through if he could help it. He needed an answer to any of the questions he put out there before he would let someone through.

"I came here with you all. Im chasing after you two blind as you both play around with these stupid, giant keys. So what if one of them gave us a path to the next objective? I've heard that "Guiding key" Quote. Is this not a basic function? Icidro has not attacked us, and he may fall over if he tried. Are we in more danger than I've already complained about? If we are, then explain it to me."

** **
He looked down at the water pooled around his feet. His own doubts reflected back upon him as he struggled to think further. He talked big and steeled himself, yet he was probably already too late to slavage the people his friends were before this.

"T-Tell me... What we do next. I'm tired of trying to play this game of yours missing most of the rules. I'm also scared. Terrified... Of losing someone close to me again."

Dropplets rippled his image in the water as he palmed his eyes. Furo looked back up to his friends, upset but waiting. Resolved.

"How are we proceeding? If we had the time I would love to find another way, but we don't. So do we run now and bear the shame, or do we push through the storm... Together?"
Dessie
Sapphire walked towards Furo holding a hand up but she stopped her self hesitating, Furo was right what was the point of them being here, this had nothing to do with them. This had nothing to do with her... Sapphire looked away for a moment thinking to herself as doubts began to swarm her mind. She was only here to prove to herself that she wasn't weak and can make a difference but this was no where near her fight. She only knew what was told to her and it wasn't the full story even. 

She looked around at the group she was with, could she even consider herself as their friends? They were practically strangers whom she attached herself to. It was clear to her that she in this instance was an outcast, following along a group like a lost dog wanting to belong somewhere. 

This wasn't a fantasy where in the end everything would turn out right. She couldn't treat this as an adventure that she had read in a book where the good guys were able to defeat the evil that plagued their stories. She then turned her attention towards Icidro and the new keyblade he had, she felt disgusted by these weapons as almost every interaction she had with them were anything but peaceful. 

Finally after a long moment of silence she began to speak. "Furo is correct.. This isn't mine our his battle. In fact it's not even any of ours but Icidro. Us being here became a happenstance from what I understand." She went quiet again as she began to think more to herself.

"I only agreed to join in because I wanted to prove to myself I wasn't helpless and that I can help save a world from falling like mine did. I was a fool for thinking that this would be easy." She finally approached Furo completely putting a hand on his shoulder as she did her best to not break. 

"This isn't our battle Furo, you're right we don't have to be here and we can leave and not look back as what happens happens. But I can't live with myself knowing I ran at the first real sign of danger. I'm..." 

She stopped as she looke

D back at Brad and then Icidro, she could feel the fear that Brad somehow the steeled her as she gave a nod mostly to herself. "I'm going to stay." She tightened her grip on Furo's shoulder before letting her hand slip off. 

She was terrified herself but she wasn't about to let her fear win and cause her to doubt herself any further. It was in that moment that something inside her clicked ana surge of energy rushed within her. Whatever that energy was she would soon have to figure out on her own.