The Balcony

Sora, still in Valor form, ducked behind an armoire as a lance flew into a wall nearby. "At least we're welcome here." The black-robed figure threw another lance through the dresser, just above Sora's head. Whoever this guy was, he knew what he was doing. Sora jumped out from behind the furniture, another lance flying at him. He grabbed it by the neck, swung it around, and threw it back. The figure slammed his fist down through the air, causing the lance to somersault halfway across the room. He caught it in one hand, Sora ten feet away. The man swung at Sora, who ducked under the attack. He swung the Pumpkinhead down, the man stepping to the side. At that exact moment, the Oblivion swung horizontally for the robe's midsection. A slipstream of wind lifted the man up, back flipping him over the second attack. "Blitz!" Sora brought both Keyblades down in the front, where two lances intercepted the attack. "How many of those do you have?" Sora pushed down to no avail.

"More than enough." The robed man sent a blast of air out between them, knocking Sora back and knocking the hood back off of the man's head. He had long black hair, which connected in the back in a knot. It hung freely from there. Sora pulled himself up. "I am Xaldin, the Whirlwind Lancer and Number Three in the Organization." The lances flew back to him from everywhere in the room. Two more lances appeared around him, totaling six. "I've been charged with the job of bringing you back to the Superior. Now, do I have to work, or are you going to make this easy?" Sora held the weapons to attack. "Great. I love it when it's easy."