The Refugees continued their climb, and before long, they reached their goal. Unfortunately, they were faced with another obstacle.

"Well, well, well." A tall young man paced in front of the Door before them, bouncing a Keyblade on his shoulder with every step. He brushed long bangs out of his eyes before turning to face them fully, grinning widely in anticipation. "I wondered when things would start getting interesting."

Without any more warning, the Key Bearer lunged straight for them.