"No. There is at least one other," Sephiroth replied, glancing back at the gate. It wasn't like Angeal to be late, but then, there had been no set meeting time.

Sephiroth, for all his efforts, could not see the building of whose existence Death had informed him. Doubtless he and Harry had devised some method of rendering it visible, but even so, he felt a measure of... it wasn't uneasiness, and it wasn't fear, but there was a bad feeling about this whole affair. He'd feel a lot better when he was able to see whatever the hell they were about to barge into.