"The problem now is being able to collect hearts. There is undoubtly a stream of them already forming... from people or heartless. But where.." Lamont felt a wave of fighting. Like a war. "Looks like I found my harvesting ground. But... I still hope I dont have to kill anyone." The thought of killing others, even if it was for him didnt sit well. It felt like a tipping point inside him. Keeping his humanity or losing himself in darkness. Lamont kept telling himself what he was doing was right. "If I could bring my heart back, Surely I can bring back the ones I might have to kill." He felt like he was trying to convince himself but he felt that this could work. He stepped through a dark portal headed for Nova.