The coliseum was just as spectacular on the inside. Tall, marble pillars held the arched ceiling up and many statutes were decorated here and there, statues with names such as Odysseus, Perseus, and Theseus. She strolled from statue to statue, observing each hero as depicted in stone before she bumped into something that stood as tall as her waist.

"Hey, watch where you're – well hel-lo," a brass male voice greeted. The voice had an odd twang to it that alerted the girl to the fact that the figure in which she had ran into wasn't entirely human. Azami regarded the creature before her with shock, having never met anything like him before in her entire life.

What she first noticed were the brown goat horns sprouting out the top of his mostly bald head. She didn't mean to stare at them but the odd spectacle wasn't something she ran across every day. When she was finally able to tear her eyes away from his horns she took in his round, slightly pudgy face. His beady black eyes stared into her own almost provocatively and, given any other time, the girl would have felt some form of disgust but only find his attempt amusing. Altogether his face wasn't much to look at: a thin uni-brow and a curly goatee with a five o'clock shadow were the most prominent features, if one over looked his pink bulbous nose. No, his face wasn't one to marvel at but the rest of him… the lower body of his body was that of a goat with orange fur and brown hooves while his upper body was that of a short man with an enormous gut and some hair on his chest and arms. Azami began to think that she was just imagining the strange being when Sora's voice cut through her reverie.

"Phil!" The brunette bumped fists with the half goat, half man and smiled widely. "Long time no see!"

"Sora, Goofy, Donald!" the creature known as Phil exclaimed. "Aren't you three a sight for sore eyes! Have you been keeping up with your training?" The three eagerly nodded their heads.

"We're much stronger than the last time we met!" Donald boasted. The goat man chuckled before shaking his head.

"You sure about that?"

"Wanna see us in action?" Sora asked; keen to show off his power. Phil grinned in anticipation.

"Now you're talking! I can set a match up for you in no time, but first," the plump trainer gestured to Azami and Riku who had stood off to the side to allow the four to catch up, "who are your friends?"

"This is Azami and Riku," Goofy introduced, pointing to each teen respectively. "They're helping us on our new mission!"

"More Heartless, huh?" Phil asked, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Too bad Hercules isn't around, he'd be glad to lend a hand to the fight."

The brunette threw his arms behind his head and looked around the coliseum, regarding it curiously. "Where is the hero anyway?" Phi waved the question away before turning his back on the group.

"Off slaying monsters in neighboring lands, rescuing damsels in distress, the usual hero stuff; anyway, you shouldn't worry about him too much, that kid can handle his own. You three on the other hand…" The trainer trailed off, thinking it better not to say anything that would offend them.

"What's that supposed to mean!" Donald snapped. Once again, Phil waved the matter away.

"That's not important, right now I want to see how strong you three say you've gotten. Let me round up some contenders and see how much 'training' you've actually kept up with." The goat man excused himself to go arrange a fight, leaving the group to marvel at the coliseum once more.

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"You said you've been training, I don't see it!" Phil goaded loudly. He ran his pudgy hand across his scalp and sighed noisily. The trainer watched as Sora was knocked from his feet by the Wight Knight. "This is pathetic! You two, get in there and help them."

Riku smirked, anxious to show up his childhood friend, and called forth his Keyblade. Azami followed close behind him into the ring.