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"You were flying!" I called, running up behind him and turning my back to his. It was one of those things that you see in fight scenes all the time — two lonely heroes, back to back, take on a hoard of enemies and kick serious ass. "You've gotta take me for a ride on that thing sometime."

"Yeah, I do that sometimes!" Nate joked back, joining Venus in the classic battle formation. "I usually fly solo, but it shouldn't be a problem for me to carry you, on a good day!" He and Venus were back to back, fighting the thinning Noise ranks. In harmony with the other fighting composers, the duo eventually were able to eliminate all of the remaining Noise, and the street returned to a relatively peaceful state.

"I'm glad that's over," Nate huffed, bending over to catch his breath. Even though Night had technically been doing most of the work, the empathetic bond they shared caused Nate's energy to drop in proportion with his Echo's. The sound of approaching footsteps caused the boy to look up. He saw that the newcomer was a girl, approximately Nate's own age, with a small butterfly as an Echo. The butterfly was strange; one of its wings was tattered, forcing it to fly with a 'limp', so to say, in order to stay airborne.

"Hey guys...We did a pretty good job in fighting the Noise."

"Um... yeah," Nate replied, slightly puzzled by the girl's openness. He certainly didn't know the girl, and Nate wasn't sure if Venus knew her either. "You a friend of Venus'?"