Arthal looked around, staring at the blades and just the destruction around them. "This is where the war began... Where everything began. Look for a temple or ruins of one, anything to aid us. We need to find where the X-blade once sat here before the war happened and shatter everything." He carefully stepped around the blades. "I would not disturb the blades in the ground, they are the only graves those who died here will ever have." He stated in a sad tone.

Making his way through the field of metal imitation Keyblades he found a rock and began to climb up at it, reaching the top he slowly looked out, miles and miles of Blades in all directions. "This is... This is terrible... So many died here for nothing." He slumped and sat on the rock slowly looking in each direction attempting to locate some kind of rubble or ruin that could be a temple. His mind however was more focused on the death and chaos that had been this place.