[Wow, that hit really hurt. Roxas grits his teeth, forcing himself to sit up in the pile of rubble and ruined streets. His gold eyes widen as he sees that flaming beam coming down at him.]
[Reacting swiftly, he rolls to the side to avoid the flaming beam. He quickly sings a few notes around him to manipulate the water around him, creating himself a pair of Keyblades. Keyblades that he quickly throws at Hyde, the water-weapons spinning as they hurl, solid as is made of real steel, at Hyde.]
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[Reacting swiftly, he rolls to the side to avoid the flaming beam. He quickly sings a few notes around him to manipulate the water around him, creating himself a pair of Keyblades. Keyblades that he quickly throws at Hyde, the water-weapons spinning as they hurl, solid as is made of real steel, at Hyde.]