Jecht's hand creeped closer towards the hilt of his sword. The air was getting tense. He wasn't expecting to have to fight her but from the way that Auron and Yuna were acting... it wasn't hard to see that it was a definite possibility.

It was the lack of response that got to him at first, making him uneasy -- he tried hard to keep staring ahead when the light began to shine from behind her, bringing an arm up to shield the glow for a better view of what was going on. He needed to be ready to react.

As it faded, he stood staring at the door, his ears picking up the whisper that remained. Create Sin anew, were the words that stuck out.

"A door?" he asked the spots dancing in his sight started to subside.