Azazel looked at everyone after withdrawing his Keyblade. He listened to Arthal and smiled. "I do believe I have a solution to your dilemma. I have the ability to transport groups of people from world to world. My only limit is that I can't do it very often. Once a day if I push myself." Azazel pointed his Keyblade towards the ground and focused. 

"Center of the worlds huh? That makes my job easy at least, no complex coordinates. Just 0,0. If anyone has anything left to do here, then speak up. Once we leave, I'm not going to be able to send us back here for a while." Azazel warned everyone as his Keyblade began to glow. You could feel the air warping around them as Azazel prepared to send them through dimensional barriers A.K.A World Space.