Oct 09, 2010 19:32
[Today, off in one of the cornfields, there is a small sandstorm. Which would be weird, but nothing to post about, except when the sand clears, it has blown away much of the corn, and there is an armored figure kneeling on the ground there.
Until he stands up silently, drawing his blade from the ground and taking a battle stance. He looks straight at whoever was unfortunate to cross his path, before speaking a single word, somehow without sound.]
Xehanort!
((ooc: Superboss fight! Terra has been aged up to Lingering Sentiment, and thanks to camp interference, will be mistaking anyone he encounters for an enemy.))