[good, stay focused on me, stay focused on me and don't kill me, fucking shockwaves--he wishes he could be down there helping Mau, healing people, but he barely has a spare second to see whether they're getting out--]

[mashing square air sliding repeatedly, darting about twenty feet in an instant with each one, pushing desperately to dodge--he's losing altitude bit by bit, but he can use all his tricks to keep himself up the air as long as he can, he doesn't want to waste a second of the time he has in Wingblade--he barely escapes the hand itself and the shockwave batters him, yelping with pain]

[and as soon as he can, as soon as the hand's gone by, whipping around and attacking the wrist with those six blades of light, swirling and circling around him, humming like fine crystal, it's like attacking with six keyblades at once with a major attack power-up]