Ven might have hesitated then, but the continuous barrage of spells was enough to keep him on edge and aware. This was a memory, he had to remember, or something like it; everything in this scene besides the other Heroes should be fake.

Still, as he mimicked the others to leap out of range of that spell, and then followed up with a lunging swing of his Keyblade that sent spirals of flame along the ground towards the replica, that thought didn't do much for the unease nagging at him.