[@ShadowVentus]
	As he cuts though those he once could of called allies, they shriek and wail, dying on the floor, the ghastly scene of war returning to the tactician. These monsters mutter final words that may tug on the strings of some very bad memories...regrets of failures on the battle field, memories, of maybe of someone failing to kill that archer, not noticing that the door guard had a hammer hidden in that chest, only to leave a nasty dent in a suit of armor.....But as he fought, these monsters didn't fade. They only reformed, and attacked once again. Violence doesn't seem able to easily deal with such monsters. Another approach may be needed.....
	Vanitas easily began to overpower Ventus, but he could feel...something feeding on him. A tick, a leech, a parasite that was consuming a bit of him, slowly.....What exactly, was unknown to him, but maybe Ventus could hazard a guess.