Three Dusks were immediately killed by the Samurai, cloven in two in a heartbeat. Three others that had floated up to the balcony managed to dodge the attacks, using their uncanny ability to stretch and contort to their advantage as they bent and twisted away from the blades. A fourth had an arm neatly sliced off, leaving it twitching and spasming on the floor. Those that survived quickly flew several feet higher to regroup and determine the next course of action; the Dusk are mindless, but they are not stupid.

Numbers. Sheer numbers. The Dusk "knew" that was their advantage in battle, and so at some unseen signal they all descended on one of the Samurai, reaching out with their tentacle-like arms to trap and ensnare it.

Elsewhere in the room, Dusk were mown down by Roxas's keyblade. Still, despite the obvious disparity in power, they continued to advance. Unless they were told otherwise, it was all they could do. One lucky one managed to curve over Roxas's head without getting immediately sliced in half, and it lashed out in an attack from behind.