[well] [he supposes since no one else seems to be doing anything, its time for him to get to work] [not that he likes it. but what else is he supposed to do? just let all these heartless run wild? he doesn't think so] [he summons his keyblade, moving quietly out of the mansion where there's more space to fight] [is........ is that a raid boss over there? what?] [uh...] [not important right now, actually. he focuses on the smaller heartless; there are a lot more of them running around and they seem to be a bigger threat]
[he eyes the group of heartless directly in front of him, and tries hard not to notice how festive they are] [let's start with the chocolate statue, shall we?] [it's not hard to dispatch, especially with all the practice he's had] [then goes the bitter macaron, and the red rose, which leaves only the creeper bouquet for now]
