"What are they?!" Sora's eyes widened for a moment but he threw out his hand, summoning his Keyblade and shifting, rubble grinding against rubble under his feet. He couldn't let them get inside, not everyone could fight, right?

He ran forward, tossing his Keyblade at the nearest one, catching it as it swung back around. They definitely weren't Heartless. Did he still have his magic? One way to find out.

He held his Keyblade in front of him, "Fire!" A small crimson ball appeared at the tip, shooting into the middle of the crowd. Sora moved to the side, making sure they were focused on him before running. There were too many to fight here. He had to lead them away.