As the snake heads lashed out towards Ryteb, a foreign instinct took over his body. Raising his hand, he whispered: "[color=purple][i]Begone.[/i][/color]"
For a second, his eyes turned entirely yellow, and then the snakes were pushed back by some invisible force. Coming back to his senses, Ryteb felt a shooting pain up his arm. The ward was weakening, gods damn it. This was no time to worry though, as A) the snake heads were coming back, and B) people might still be able to use his help.

Speaking of helping people, he heard a girl's shout. But why did she want some cheese? These people were definitely weird. Grabbing his keyblade, he fought his way through the tendrils until he reached a girl standing near a clump of tentacles. There seemed to be something trapped in there, but it certainly didn't look human. In fact, it looked like that time he had tried to send a guinea pig through the mail teleporter. Not a pretty sight. Especially not for the guinea pig.

"Is this really the time to be eating?" he said, "I mean, I could probably create some shaved ice, but cheese is pretty hard to make. Especially without milk..."