[Terra has a great view of the strange dance going on between man and feathered beast from where he's sprawled out on the ground. Usually he can immediately retaliate after being knocked away, using a bit of magic to spring back at his enemies, but a vendor's cart just happened to be behind him when he got smacked with that wing and he tumbled gracelessly over it.
Pushing himself back up onto his feet and bracing one hand on the cart, he stares up at the warrior fighting for his life and his hat, fully expecting him to put his sword to good use any moment now. There's a nice opening there... and there, and again! But not a single offensive slash or stab. Then the stranger just leaps off the monster, as if he's giving up...
Terra doesn't get it. This thing tried to make a snack of him... and it still has his hat! That could be a very special hat, for all Terra knows. A gift from a friend or the like.
So, when Jack backs off, accepting his hat's grim fate, Terra rushes right back into the fray.
Freed of its sword-swinging passenger, the monster's already several feet into the air and fast rising higher. It sure does prefer the high ground.
Terra points his Keyblade straight at it and focuses, reaching deep into his heart for a stronger magic than Thunder, preparing to bring the monster down once and for all with a single strong blast of Dark Firaga...
... When the monster relinquishes its consolation prize and the hat flutters down, landing on his upturned face.
Dumbfounded, Terra just stands there as the monster makes its getaway. After a moment, he lowers his Keyblade and reaches up to the slightly-crumpled hat obscuring his vision...
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Pushing himself back up onto his feet and bracing one hand on the cart, he stares up at the warrior fighting for his life and his hat, fully expecting him to put his sword to good use any moment now. There's a nice opening there... and there, and again! But not a single offensive slash or stab. Then the stranger just leaps off the monster, as if he's giving up...
Terra doesn't get it. This thing tried to make a snack of him... and it still has his hat! That could be a very special hat, for all Terra knows. A gift from a friend or the like.
So, when Jack backs off, accepting his hat's grim fate, Terra rushes right back into the fray.
Freed of its sword-swinging passenger, the monster's already several feet into the air and fast rising higher. It sure does prefer the high ground.
Terra points his Keyblade straight at it and focuses, reaching deep into his heart for a stronger magic than Thunder, preparing to bring the monster down once and for all with a single strong blast of Dark Firaga...
... When the monster relinquishes its consolation prize and the hat flutters down, landing on his upturned face.
Dumbfounded, Terra just stands there as the monster makes its getaway. After a moment, he lowers his Keyblade and reaches up to the slightly-crumpled hat obscuring his vision...
Ah...]
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