Sora, however, wasn't ready to give up, out of sheer stubbornness. In desperation he stabbed his keyblade down into the thicket of thorns, barely penetrating a few inches and loosing the blade from his grip as it caught on something inside. It fell down through the air, but Sora called it back to his hand as easily as breathing, only to repeat the process.
"We can't leave him!" he cried as he called the keyblade back and stabbed again, as if this futile measure would accomplish anything. "We have to get him back!"
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"We can't leave him!" he cried as he called the keyblade back and stabbed again, as if this futile measure would accomplish anything. "We have to get him back!"