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Derran was relived to find Rania was fine, even though he could do without the ordering. Still her efforts helped clear him off the rest of the Heartless attacking him. "Yeah, let's go find Azoth and hey, thanks." Derran called out to her as he was about to follow her. Before Derran could get to far he heard that talking Heartless speak again. "Oh come now, I'm not a freak, rather I'd use the word 'unique'," Nazo replied to the guy, his eyes flashing again as he emphasized the word 'unique'. "Still, you might be right, hands such as these probably aren't too proper for holding such a sword,"

Derran wasn't sure what he was rambling about until he saw it assume a new form. It was much less smaller but no less dangerous. Derran had never heard of a Heartless that can make itself look like an entirely different breed of Heartless. Just what is this freak. Derran noticed it speaking to their other enemy. Why didn't it surprise him that they were of course working together? Before Derran could speak it said something again. "Now little man, how about something a bit more of a challenge as those Shadows clearly aren't on par with your level,"

"Crap!" "No time to dodge!" Derran thought to himself as he gritted his teeth. The orb of darkness was shot fast and he was still dumbfounded when the large heartless became an entirely different one. "What kind of Heartless is he!?" Derran thought as the orb was inches from him. "I hope I can block it!" Derran became worried as he placed Lineage on it's broad side as he placed it between him and the orb. The orb collided with Lineage and the force knocked him back. The orb didn't damage him thankfully as he did a handstand and landed on his feet. Just as he narrowly avoided that threat in comes the shapeshifting Heartless with a series of wild strikes. "Ah son of -!" Derran nearly blurted as he side-stepped Nazo but he couldn't avoid all of those blows. While Derran managed to avoid the brunt of the Heartless attacks one of his swings did cut Derran right on his left shoulder. "GAH!" Derran cried in pain as he quickly leapt back away from his attacker.

Derran knelt down and placed his sword over his injured shoulder. He could feel his own blood running down to his hand. "What the hell is this guy!?" "I could barely keep up with him!" Derran began to curse under his breath. "No way!" "No way I will be done in by a lousy Heartless!" Derran shouted as he stood. "It's a good thing I taught myself how to wield Lineage with only one hand otherwise...I'd be done for." Derran thought to himself as he shot a glare at Nazo, filled with rage. "Well come on then!" "Is that your best shot!?" Derran blatantly challenging the Heartless. "I can still fight!" "Just because you injured my shoulder doesn't mean I can't kill you with just one arm." Derran spoke threateningly even, as if the last word was a promise.