If he hadn't thought he was almost to the shop, he'd have turned around. The snow was getting deeper and he was sure it was getting colder too. He'd have to make this quick. His thoughts were quickly disrupted, however, from a nearby cry. Luke stopped dead in his tracks, dazed for a moment. He knew those words and that voice, all too well. "Tear...!"

Luke rushed in the direction he thought he'd heard the call come from, hoping it wasn't just some kind of figment of his imagination. Turning a corner around a building, the familiar figure confirmed it hadn't been his imagination at all!

"TEAR!"

The dark creatures surrounding her made him run faster, as he reached behind him, drawing his sword from it's sheath. Leaping between her and the shadowy creatures, he quickly 'drew' a circle around him with his sword, before stabbing it into the ground in front of him.

"Guardian Field!"

More than a few of the Heartless that had been close enough to be caught in the field that had formed, found themselves struck with light energy, quickly destroying them. Pulling his sword back out, he quickly held his sword out before him, shifting into a protective stance before her, as there were still a few left.