Ven didn't waste any time. Dropping his Keyblade, he switched his blaster between hands to keep his beam on-target as he made a dash forward. When he was as close as he dared, he dove onto his side and slid, free hand reaching and then slamming down on the trap to activate it. There was a mess of noise mingled with the ghost's angry and then startled cries -- and then an indignant "THIS SUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuucks" right before the spirit was pulled into the containment unit with a popping sound. Alas, they couldn't be spared a final pun.

Their P.K.E. meters silenced, after a moment Ven let his guard and his head drop against the cool floor, sighing loudly.

"That... was the toughest one so far."