He stood up just then and turned his head. With Chaos' Revenge in hand, he slipped it back onto the hook on his shoulder to hold it in place to turn and face the familiar voice that often shouted at him whenever something had gone wrong. This time was no different than the last and slowly he stepped forward.

"Yes." He nodded once.

The plains reminded him of Gran Pulse but the feel of the world was off. He had stayed in the woods which also had put his moogle on edge.

"Has the crystal brought you here as well?" Caius said calmly which was a far cry from his battle-ready attitude from moment before.