The aeon was vanquished and Xemnas left it behind, a Dusk sliding out from a pathway to lurk before him, giving him the information he required; his target was in battle with one of his members, quite a pleasing result. He leaves the alleyway to find them, coming up behind the dancer, a grin curling over his face.

He sees Number VII, hears his rage. Instantly, Xemnas sweeps out his arms and summons his duel-blades again, and confidently calls out, "Calm yourself, Number VII. I need the specimen in proper condition, after all." And then his gaze shifts to the girl.

No, she is not getting out of this. "You will be coming with me. Your first creature has fallen; I would imagine that has taken some of your strength. Your second will not be far behind it."