[h3]Mac[/h3]
Mac titled his head to the side, very much confused and a bit disorientated. On the plus side the giant floating crossbows weren’t around anymore, on the down side he wasn’t sure where they were now which could very well be a bad thing.

Overall Mac felt that he had only the barest grasp on the current situation, considering he had only entered it a few seconds ago it was understandable, but even so he tried to stay somewhat alert. He kept a grip on the Key-blade trying to remember how he had been taught to wield such a weapon. The end result wasn’t anything close to what he was aiming for but never the less Mac could probably have hit hard enough to cause some harm anyway.

“Wait, hold on, are you saying that because that guy, Seth or whatever doesn’t have a heart he deserves to die? Because you say so?” He threw out his arms in a very displeased manner. “Get over yourse-”

Suddenly another person appeared without warning making Mac nearly leap out of his skin.

“Oh my god don’t be a jack-ass! At least give us a warning or something!” He shouted at the new comer.

Mac was very annoyed.