Cloud had surprised himself by being immediately ready for battle when it was obvious that something was wrong. He had suited up with the purpose of battling anyone who had attacked the city, and the spiders and crows indicated that two witches were in the city. He itched to gain experience from battling them.

He and Sephiroth had headed for the edge of the city to go to where the carnival grounds were. Along the way, they had encountered and slaughtered aspects of the attack on the city. They had even engaged a Black Clown, fighting it back and taking back the defeat they had once suffered to one, and he had taken pleasure in removing its arms and laying it flat.

Soon enough, they had to wait for the gondolas to take them up, and by then the madness was heavy enough to start affecting his partner. It wasn't until they stepped out onto the carnival grounds that he reached out as his partner transformed. The blade began to sing when it settled in his right hand, and he sliced a huge crow in half as he stepped clear to assess the situation.

"What's causing the madness? It must be deeper in this place, yes?" His ability was slightly detrimental in that he had no idea where the madness was or if it was getting stronger or weaker. He had to gauge the reactions of others for that.