[ There's no replacing Sora. That's as futile as their combined attack, so easily shrugged off by their inscrutable and inevitable opponent. Riku doesn't try to replace him, he isn't trying to place a slap-shod bandage over the sucking chest wound that was losing his best friends.
That doesn't mean teaming up with others has no merit. It's not just about strength in numbers, because in deadly fights like this one greater numbers can only swell the amount of casualties, can limit their mobility.
It's about the connection forged from their months here, tested by the times they've clashed, strengthened by the quiet of the museum and weeks in each other's company. Time and struggle bonded them. Sora called his friends his power. Riku would even hazard to say their hearts are connected by a dark thread, inextricably linked to Sora's absence.
Vanitas is knocked back an inch and Riku is already swinging around from behind him, a steadying hand retreating from the center of his armored back. He blurs, slipping away into a mere smudge of black-violet as he tries to surge around, to flank the spirit, bringing his own broadsword to bear.
Their opponent doesn't seem to reel when struck, it requires very little time to recover from its own attacks, as well... that makes finding an opening difficult, so Riku relies on an attempt to stagger it, striking on the heels of its own attack on Vanitas. To force an opening, or to at least test if it can be done. ]
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That doesn't mean teaming up with others has no merit. It's not just about strength in numbers, because in deadly fights like this one greater numbers can only swell the amount of casualties, can limit their mobility.
It's about the connection forged from their months here, tested by the times they've clashed, strengthened by the quiet of the museum and weeks in each other's company. Time and struggle bonded them. Sora called his friends his power. Riku would even hazard to say their hearts are connected by a dark thread, inextricably linked to Sora's absence.
Vanitas is knocked back an inch and Riku is already swinging around from behind him, a steadying hand retreating from the center of his armored back. He blurs, slipping away into a mere smudge of black-violet as he tries to surge around, to flank the spirit, bringing his own broadsword to bear.
Their opponent doesn't seem to reel when struck, it requires very little time to recover from its own attacks, as well... that makes finding an opening difficult, so Riku relies on an attempt to stagger it, striking on the heels of its own attack on Vanitas. To force an opening, or to at least test if it can be done. ]