Roxas raised his Keyblades to defend himself, but only a few of the creatures noticed there was prey here and lashed out at him—their mistake, and a brief one. The rest hurtled onward, too intent on where they were going to care.
Or too scared. If denizens of the darkness could be scared.
The reason for their flight quickly became clear as their pursuer slid into view at the corner. Roxas couldn't see his face, but he didn't need to. The shape of the weapon he carried was enough. Oh.
So he wasn't the only one who needed to work of an excess of energy or emotion tonight. He should probably give the Master a hand, even if he didn't really need it; offering help was what they did since they were all on the same side, wasn't it? Maybe team up, fight two-on-everything instead of solo.
Instead, he turned away. The older wielder no doubt had things well in hand. He wasn't likely to want to see Roxas right now anyway.
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Roxas raised his Keyblades to defend himself, but only a few of the creatures noticed there was prey here and lashed out at him—their mistake, and a brief one. The rest hurtled onward, too intent on where they were going to care.
Or too scared. If denizens of the darkness could be scared.
The reason for their flight quickly became clear as their pursuer slid into view at the corner. Roxas couldn't see his face, but he didn't need to. The shape of the weapon he carried was enough. Oh.
So he wasn't the only one who needed to work of an excess of energy or emotion tonight. He should probably give the Master a hand, even if he didn't really need it; offering help was what they did since they were all on the same side, wasn't it? Maybe team up, fight two-on-everything instead of solo.
Instead, he turned away. The older wielder no doubt had things well in hand. He wasn't likely to want to see Roxas right now anyway.