Azazel nodded and let his Keyblade disappear. He looked to the left and to the right and shrugged. He stopped for a moment and looked at the Cathedral and it's beautiful design. How was this sunken into the ground? Such a masterpiece of architecture and aesthetically it was a perfect balance of Light and Darkness.

He felt himself drawn towards the left side so he looked at Arthal and nodded. "I'm heading left." Azazel called out as he walked into the left hallway. He could feel the darkness pulsing throughout the corridor.