Rhea was stunned to see that even more Heartless were beginning to appear. They came from just about everywhere in this strange cityscape; though they did appear to be weakened to an extent. Some were missing various limbs or appeared smaller than the normal size for Shadows. They might, in turn, be easier to fight and defeat, but Rhea, despite her cockiness, wasn't sure how much more of this she could take. For a few moments, she simply swung her weapon defensively and kept her distance from the converging enemies.

Right when she thought they'd be overwhelmed, a voice called out from the ground floor of a nearby building. A man's voice informed them that they'd be safer inside. The woman who had stood at the head of the group earlier then turned back to shout at them to go inside.

"Thanks," Rhea grumbled, still twirling her weapon. Obviously she wasn't too keen on taking orders from anyone. "Like I didn't hear the guy myself."

Rhea began to head carefully for the door, keeping one eye on the large amount of Heartless surrounding the others. Rhea knew she wouldn´t be the Heartless' only target, but it was very possible they'd go for her, and she was too busy to pay attention to how badly the others may be wounded. When she was a few feet away, a Shadow jumped high into the air toward her.

"Get out of my way!" she shouted, slapping it away with her chain, but not destroying it. Not like that mattered, though, because that bought her enough time to quickly dash inside the door into safety. She pushed her way past the rest of the people who had made it in and stood in the back, as always, talking a look around her. Not exactly her choice in décor, but whatever. Sensing her safety, her chain sickle evaporated into sparkling light.

She crossed her arms. What now?