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[Terra is too disoriented to notice the monster leaping at them, so being thrown to the ground winds up being a lucky save. He looks up just in time to throw his arm up instinctively from the intensity of the heat, and sees she seems to possess her own fire magic.

He's grateful, but incensed. How could he, a would-be Keyblade Master, sit by while someone else protects him? But his only recourse for power now is the darkness, and if he draws it out in desperation... No, he can't.

He pushes himself up unsteadily, using the wall to brace himself.]

Quickly! Finish it off! [If she doesn't, he will.]

[ Indeed she will finish it off so he won't have to, wiping her other arm at it and throwing a jet of at its head. Her energy itself isn't exactly natural, but it is hot enough that it can cause actual fire-- which is what it does the moment it touches a fuel source, that being the body of the monster.

Soon its corpse will be half melted, half ash upon the ground, and when it's over Pyra casts her hands down to her side, extinguishing the flames upon her fingertips. ]

...Hah. [ She breathes out when it's over, turning back to look at him. She sends him a reassuring smile. ] Okay, now that's enough monsters for the day.

[ She offers her hand to him again. ]

[He's impressed, but he'll ask questions about her combat prowess later. Whatever the source of her power, she's strong, and that's something Terra respects.] Definitely.

[He breathes out a sigh, taking her hand and leaning on her for support once more. Once they're out of the tunnel, they come into a rocky tundra, with a half-ruined city in the distance. It's nowhere Terra recognises, not even comparable to the wastelands of the Keyblade Graveyard.]

...Any idea where we are?

[ She looks over the dilapidated state of the world... and she can only think of how her own world once was, before it was remade....

Her expression falls. ] Something terrible must have happened here.... [ She whispers, but presses forward in their walk. ]

But this place is nowhere that I recognize. How about you?

I've never been here before.

[World-hopping may be normal for him, but even with all he's seen, there are still seemingly limitless worlds out there. This is just one of those many. As she presses on, he casts another look back over their shoulder.]

Can we stop here? I just need to rest for a minute. [If the concerned looks he's casting back at the coliseum are any indication, he's also wondering if there are other people still trapped in there.]

Oh-- yes, of course.

[ Carefully, she'll lower him and set him to rest beside a rock.

....Architect, he looks exhausted, like he could pass out any moment. She crouches beside him. ]

Hey, you don't look so well. [ There might be more monsters here. She doesn't doubt it. But she also gets the feeling that he's the type of person who would use every last drop of his energy and magic to win against a monster. ] ...You really pushed yourself, back there.

[He sits with only the smallest of winces, his hands balled into fists. He still hates needing to be helped like this, but he'll at least admit when he needs that help.]

I'll be okay. What about the other people in the coliseum? Did everyone get out?

[He should be back there, fighting to help everyone escape. He should be back home, fighting.]

I noticed there were others who know how to fight there.... [ As much as she would like to go back and help them herself, he's the one who needs assistance as well. ] We should believe in them.

Besides...

[ Is he looking away, towards the coliseum? Well, she's going to be tilting her head so that she's blocking his vision, blinking at him. Hi there. ]

We're focusing on you now. [ Okay, so it's said teasingly because he's just so serious... and she knows that feeling he's probably having, wanting to help others and feeling guilty about not. She wants to let him know that it's alright, or at least distract him with chiding tone. ]

[ Then she extends her hand, palm upwards, towards him, both her tone and smile softer: ]

...Let me see your hand.

[His brow furrows as she moves herself into his line of vision, with that teasing tone of voie, but he'll offer his hand nonetheless.]

What for?

I'll transfer some of my energy to you.

[ She says, taking his hand in both of hers. ] But don't worry-- I have some to spare. [ She tells him as much because she doesn't want him to think that she's going to be exhausted afterward. ] Alright?

[He's taken aback, at that. So she has this kind of power, too? Just who or what is she, exactly?]

Oh... Sure. As long as you don't overdo it.

[ With that, she'll begin to transfer her energy to him, her body glowing gold before it moves over to him and restoring whatever of his has been depleted. Even if her energy is not the same as what he might find in his world, it will adapt and change to resonate with his. Quickly, he'll find himself being revitalized.

When it's over, she takes her hand back. ] There.... that's better, isn't it? Use it as you see fit.

[Terra can feel his strength returning, the exhaustion being staved off. When she lets his hand go he stares at it wonderingly, wondering what kind of magic that was, then gets carefully to his feet.]

Much better. Thank you. [He looks from his hands to her, expression sincere, and gives her a polite bow of gratitude and respect. Then he straightens.] You've done all this, and I haven't even told you my name... I'm Terra.

[ She rises with him. ]

My name is Pyra. [ She says with a warm smile. ] It's a pleasure.

[ . . . ]

You're not... planning on going back to the coliseum, are you? [ He's still injured! ]

[By way of answer, he turns away from her, giving himself enough room to resummon his Keyblade. Then he raises it above his head, and calls--]

Heal!

[Flower-like magic blossoms above his head and vanishes, and in its wake, it showers down curative magic on the two of them, healing Terra's injuries along with any Pyra might have sustained. Then he looks over at her.]

Now I'm planning on going back. You should get out of here, find someplace safe.

[ She watches, amazed, as his healing magic works, seeing the flower bloom then disappear.

But then he speaks once more, telling her to go to find someplace safe, and-- ]

[ --She can't help but giggle, no, laugh, at that, bringing a hand to to cover her mouth. ]

...Well, saying something so absurd like that-- [ A chuckle. ] there's no way I'm leaving you now.

[He lowers his weapon, looking confused. Is she... teasing him again?]

What are you talking about? I didn't say anything absurd.

[ She lowers her voice, as if imitating his, with a furrowed brow and a frown: ]

"You should get out of here, find someplace safe."

[ Then a smile as she turns partway towards the coliseum. ]

...That's absurd.

[He's torn between looking offended and amused, a smile quirking at his lips despite himself.]

What?! I don't sound like that! [She's making this hard to take seriously, but he does need to remember his duties as a Keyblade wielder, so he begins to stride back to the coliseum.]

Oh, yes, you do.

[ She follows along, hands linking behind her back. ] And I've only known your for a few minutes! [ Maybe the monsters won't be the easiest to fight here, either, but perhaps together they can.... ]

It's mean to make fun of people, you know.

[He leads them back into the tunnel. The charred monster remains seem to have deterred any more monsters coming this way, but he's proceeding cautiously anyway, just in case.]

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