Riku felt the impact of shin against Keyblade. There was no crunch. There was no cry. There was nothing to indicate that Sora had broken any bones.

But he did trip. Riku would settle for that. His pant legs wet from the dew, he rolled to his side and pushed up with his free hand. As soon as he slid to a stop, he charged Sora again, Keyblade held in both hands like a lancer planning to catch his rival with the point of his weapon.