The gigantic Heartless could sense prey approaching even as it formed. They were strong hearts indeed, stronger than most others. This would be a "meal" to remember. The dark pool that had produced the Guard Armor didn't disappear, rather it lingered and started producing several Shadows alongside their armored commander. The Armor's torso hung in midair, swaying in a motion reminiscent of a ringing bell. It's clawed hands each flipped over once, returning to their original positions like a warrior brandishing his blade.

It observed as three of its prey attacked all at once: two boys and a girl. The first boy's blade nicked at the Armor's feet, damaging them but only slightly. The girl and her nunchaku attacked with speed and ferocity, but the bamboo of the weapon seemed only to bounce harmlessly off the Heartless' iron body. Finally there was the other boy, brandishing some kind of spear as he thrust it into the Guard Armor's other foot twice before adding a third slash with added momentum thanks to a quick rotation of his body. Like the other weapons, the spear clanged against the Heartless but didn't seem to have any effect. To add insult to injury, the spear actually broke into pieces upon the impact of the third blow, now leaving the boy helpless to the Armor's counter strike. Its hands lashed out, seeming to fly around its body in a circular, sweeping motion. The sweeping blow came at an angle that targeted the now unarmed boy first, and he could not react before the Armor's iron hand knocked him a good few feet away, his limp form crashing into a barrel, breaking it open and spilling it's contents, freshly caught fish, all over him.

All at once Jared seemed to feel his hope come crashing down upon him. It was bad enough that his spear seemed to have no effect on the big Heartless, but to make matters worse the thing broke on its body? Then of course came the counterattack, targeting him first because he was no doubt the easiest target thanks to his new-found lack of a weapon. He didn't get a chance to see how any of the others fared, as soon as his body crashed into a wooden barrel, he felt himself slip in and out of unconsciousness, laying there dazed in a pile of smelly fish.