Libra had focused his attention on the heartless and now carefully watched its movement. He had swatted it aside once, but wasn't sure if he would succeed the second time. His slim built didn't allow for much muscle and already was his breath becoming heavier. This didn't mean his blade was lowered; it was lay unyielding in his left hand, taunting the black creature before him. He grasped it firmly as the small heartless began charging in his direction, and then lowered itself to the ground to dodge the four times he took a swing at it. When it leapt up again, aiming for him, he could no longer call upon his fysical strenght to do any damage.
He took a deep breath, relaxed his fingers around the weapon and then let out a shout: "Fira!"



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