[Terra's hands flex in and out of loose fists as he listens to Sora and considers what the younger Keybearer has to say.

Part of him knows Sora's right. At least, right about there being something worth fighting for, anyway. But it still feels like Ysverai's shadow is looming over them. The culmination of a year's worth of destruction and hurt.]

If the Natha hadn't intervened at the end there, we would all be...

[Lost, gone, extinguished, enter your favorite euphemism for dead here.

Terra shakes his head and curls his fingers in again.]

I know I have to keep fighting. El Nysa is supposed to be the only world the Storm can't reach. I have to find some way to help it so we all can have somewhere safe to live. Somewhere safe to work from, too, once we figure out how to fight the Storm.

It's just... hard to see a way forward from here.