With Sephiroth taking on the Paladin role, Cloud had set aside his own heavier armor and stood ready in his custom infantry garb. There was another outfit he had in his closet that he'd debated, one that would have offered him even more mobility, but he set it aside reminding himself that if their opponents had the ability to shut down their Job abilities then he'd need this one.

Once again Cloud opted to travel alone, his stomach far calmer on the back of his chocobo than in any airship he would have boarded, and having gotten there early the others might have seen him fiddling with a multitude of swords as he sat waiting for them. As they walked to the chamber however it was just one single large blade sitting on his back. He stretched and flexed as he went, limbering up and getting ready. It was the first time in a long while he had Dark Knight as his primary job. Any moment he wasn't walking he was doing squats, just like Zack would have.

Glancing around the room he shot everyone a nervous smile, on edge from a mix of nerves and eagerness. This would be a tough battle, but he had faith in everyone here. "Trust in each other, but in yourselves too. We're all here because we thought we were the best suited to it, right? Let's show them what we can do." The fact that some are here because they were told as such by others isn't lost on Cloud, and more particularly by a part of him he'd be facing a few days from now.