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"Derran, that's a pretty good description of those guys, but we need to piece together both sides of this story to see if both attacks were what they were." Rania stated as she reached the door to the clubhouse, and opened it. "Hello everyone, we're back with Derran!" She said in a cheerful tone. "Now Derran, over there is Azer, and I didn't catch his name but he's a bit more hurt then the others, he has a good bump on his head."

Rania then went towards an empty chair and seated herself the way a woman would. "Now then, let's try and figure what went on between both worlds. We were attacked by two people, and yes Derran, one of those people was a strange heartless that could talk. Which is highly unusual, how did he manage to pull that off?" She mused before turning back to the subject. "On the other hand, the Land of Departure was dealing with a problem of it's own. So Dante, Azer, can you try to explain as best you can what happened to the Land of Departure?" She asked in a careful, gentle tone to try not to panic the dark haired young man on the couch.