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Strangely, Hiro felt a great deal of relief as Queal was flung across the arena. If he'd gotten close himself as he usually did when fighting, he might've gotten caught up in one of those wires and been thrown too. That was part of why that relief swept over him anyway, the other part was the...

As the Knightmare seemed to be starting to break free of the seemingly cursed wires that worked against the students, Hiro grinned behind his helmet, ready to move back on the attack. Though, upon realizing it was still stuck, he sighed softly and took another step back. At Queal's annoying and...

Hiro's attempt at casting Fire suffered the same fate as Akari's, and left him confused. He'd be scratching his head if it weren't for the helmet covering it. "You think that imprisonment spell is messing us up?" He asked Akari, "Might be doing more harm than good..." Could be possible. Hiro...

The moment Akari's attack was finished, Hiro ran forward at the Unversed, his eyes focused now on the spot where Akari had hit it. There was a small dent there, and Hiro took that to mean with enough damage, the whole torso might just cave in. He drew close to the Knightmare and leaped up...

Hiro ran forward, leaping towards the enemy's right arm, apparently trying to cut it right off. Though as he draws close, the creature's arm detaches, causing him to pass right through before it reattaches to his body. He lands on his feet, quickly spinning around and preparing himself to try it...

Hiro took the potion, nodding and quickly drinking from it, dropping it to the ground once it'd been emptied. Unversed? He'd never heard of them. But an enemy was an enemy, no matter what name they went by. And enemies had to be beaten down, that much was definitely not something new to him. He...

Hiro looked back after finishing off the Heartless, but he figured out what was happening just a bit too late. The explosion sent him blew him away and he skidded across the ground, his body going limp for a moment. He pushed his Keyblade against the ground, using it for support as he stood and...

Hiro deftly avoided the Knight's attack, it looked as though he only made a very slight movement to get out of the way, not putting much more distance between himself and his opponent. He looked up at the hulking figure before him, something his short stature had him do countless times before...

Earthmover appeared in Hiro's hand as soon as the large Heartless revealed itself. Finally, something that looked like a real challenge. While it was far larger than any of them, its size was even more pronounced in comparison to Hiro. But if he was fazed by it, it didn't show as he rushed ahead...

With the end of the simulation, Earthmover turned into grains of sand that trickled through Hiro's hand before disappearing as they fell to the ground. He looked at the hand that held the weapon for awhile before looking up, first at the new girl who seemed to be taking Melani's place. It seemed...

[Attacking S1] Hiro's eyes soon centered on one of the weakened shadows, and he ran down towards it, his Keyblade starting to burn up with magical energy. Still far away from it though, he slashed outwards, sending a thin wave of Fire at the shadow as it tried to get up. The wave went straight...

[Attacking K2] Hiro wasted no time and leapt at the Knight, striking downwards and slamming his Keyblade repeatedly at the dent in the Heartless' helmet, the heat from the weapon intensifying with each strike on the helpless creature. Soon enough, the barrage of hits from Earthmover is too much...

[Attacking K2] Hiro watched as the room around them changed before their eyes. If he didn't know better, if he'd been knocked out and just dropped right here, he wouldn't have been able to tell this place wasn't real. And... he wouldn't have been able to tell those enemies weren't real either...

Hiro let out a small huff through his nose at Desmond's sudden outburst, quickly racing a hand over his lips to hide the smug expression that was starting to form. He didn't like the attitude of their teacher though, not even a little bit. He briefly entertained the notion of purposefully doing...

One will just show up? That's not how it... well, that might just be right. Hiro remembered the same thing happened to him. One second he was holding an old stick, and the next it had turned into some strange weapon. He walked with the rest of them to the Arena, and eventually their teacher...

Hiro nodded to Kirin, a bit curious about why he was here if he didn't have a Keyblade, but thinking it more polite to just not ask. He probably had some other weapon or magic he was training with instead.. He stuck closer to the back of the group as they walked to wherever their teacher was...

Hiro kept walking, giving only a slightly longer look to the loud girl that stopped to greet him, and passed by before he could even think about whether he actually wanted to introduce himself. Though she got far ahead of him, they both ended up at the same place eventually. Hiro checked the...

Why am I here? That's the question that stuck out more than any to Hiro. Why? He had a Keyblade, sure, but he could figure out to use the thing all on his own. And yet, those older Keyblade Wielders who nabbed him from his home world insisted that he be here to learn to better control it. What...