[Oh, sorry, what? Are you here to reclaim your old armor and keyblade?
The armor isn't all that excited about being reclaimed.
It's impossible not to sense another living being appearing, as long as it's been since there has been one - and the most likely identity of the visitor is something that brings the Lingering Will kicking into wakefulness.]
...Me...?
No.
..Xeha, nort.
[This would be the last mistake Xehanort would ever make. Why he would come here is a mystery - to gloat? To see if the Will had managed to sustain, all this time?
It's all irrelevant. The armor stands up before Terra, pulls the Ends of the Earth from the spot it's long rested in - and points it threateningly at him. It's all the warning he'll have.]
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The armor isn't all that excited about being reclaimed.
It's impossible not to sense another living being appearing, as long as it's been since there has been one - and the most likely identity of the visitor is something that brings the Lingering Will kicking into wakefulness.]
...Me...?
No.
..Xeha, nort.
[This would be the last mistake Xehanort would ever make. Why he would come here is a mystery - to gloat? To see if the Will had managed to sustain, all this time?
It's all irrelevant. The armor stands up before Terra, pulls the Ends of the Earth from the spot it's long rested in - and points it threateningly at him. It's all the warning he'll have.]