The Dream Eater tries to run, but Black Beard is too quick. He grabs the Dream Eater by the tail and pulls it out from behind the treasure pile.
Black Beard: Well, well, well (He says, holding the Dream Eater up to his face.) Har har har! Wha' be this? How curious, A natterin' stuffed toy? 'tis a true rarity! Surely it must be worth somethin'. I wonder if I can sell it t' Crew 14th fer a high price? Or maybe I can keep it fer meself as a loot. Either way, it's a great find!
The Dream Eater trembles in Black Beard's grasp, knowing that its fate is now in the pirate's hands.
Black Beard: Ye be quite the peculiar wee creature, aren't ye? Perhaps ye would make a valuable addition t' me collection o' artifacts. But fer now. Yer fate shall be decided by the outcome o' this battle between Norgam 'n the Whelp. I do so love a good show o' power. Enjoy the wait, wee one.
The Dream Eater, despite being terrified, manages to speak up against Black Beard.
Dream Eater: You don't know anything! Blizzard will defeat Norgam, and we'll be long gone before you can even blink! (it says, trying to sound brave.)
Inside Black Beard's fortress, the sound of laughter echoes through the halls as he takes another swig from his wine bottle. His voice slurred, he addresses his captive Dream Eater.
Black Beard: Arrr, me hearties! Look at 'em, a young lad and the Witch, clashin' blades in the island. Ye think ye can defeat me Norgam, don't ye? Ha! It matters not to me who wins this battle, for me interest lies in the spoils of our trade. Ye see, I care not for yer personal vendettas, but for the treasures ye brought me! tell me, ye scaly beast, what happened to me little friend there? Looks like he's seen a ghost, or maybe somethin' worse! 'n ye, wee Dream Eater, are naught but a trinket. I'll decide yer fate when the time comes, but fer now, jus' stay out o' me way. (He grins menacingly before turning his attention back to his drink.)
He leans in closer, his voice filled with cruel amusement.
Black Beard: Ye know, lad, in the world o' pirates, we thrive on adventure and danger. Trauma? Bah! It only makes ye weak, me hearty. And if ye can't handle a little battle, how can ye ever hope to stand against the likes of me or Norgam?
Norgam and Blizzard continue their fierce battle, Blizzard swinging his Keyblades with intense force, consumed by an unfocused rage. Norgam's scythe glows with a dark aura as she relentlessly attacks, while Blizzard dodges and counterattacks with his two Keyblades, Frostbite and Inferno. Blizzard's rage fuels his attacks, causing more bursts of fire and freezing waves to emanate from his Keyblades. The ground beneath them is scorched by infernos while icy shards form frosty trees around them.
Blizzard's attacks with Inferno cause explosive bursts of flames, scorching the sand and trees around them. The fire begins to spread rapidly, igniting more trees and bushes and creating a dangerous blaze that threatens to consume the entire island.
Norgam swiftly dodges Blizzard's fiery onslaught, gracefully maneuvering with her magic spear in hand. She parries his strikes with her massive purple scythe, countering with swift and precise attacks. Her movements are calculated and fluid, displaying a mastery over her weapon that contrasts with Blizzard's wild and erratic attacks.
Norgam taunts Blizzard, capitalizing on his fury and lack of control.
Norgam: Is that the best you can do, little Keyblade wielder? Lost in a sea of rage, you're no match for me! You may wield two Keyblades, but you lack the finesse and skill required to defeat me.
She twirls her scythe gracefully, a wicked smile on her face.
Blizzard grits his teeth, his eyes burning with a mix of anger and determination. Despite his lack of control, he continues to press on, swinging his Keyblades with reckless abandon. The clash of metal and the crackling of fire and ice fill the air as the battle rages on, each strike carrying the weight of their respective powers.
As the battle between Blizzard and Norgam rages on, both combatants begin to show signs of weariness and wounds from their intense clashes. Norgam's precise strikes manage to land on Blizzard, slashing him with her spear and scythe, leaving visible wounds on his body. However, Blizzard's anger blinds him to the pain, his determination pushing him forward.
Blizzard's relentless assault continues, his Keyblades swinging with an unyielding fury. With each strike, he unleashes bursts of fire and waves of ice, attempting to overpower Norgam. However, Norgam's agility and skill allow her to evade some of his attacks, while also retaliating with her own deadly strikes.
Norgam: You're a stubborn one, aren't you? But your anger will be your downfall. I can sense the cracks in your resolve.
Blizzard ignores her taunts, his focus solely on defeating his opponent. In his blinded rage, he fails to notice the severity of his wounds, their pain drowned out by his overwhelming fury.
Their clash intensifies, the battlefield becoming a chaotic storm of fire, ice, and metal. Each strike leaves its mark, both physically and emotionally. Despite the injuries he sustains, Blizzard refuses to back down, his determination driving him forward.
In a desperate move, Norgam manages to pierce Blizzard's chest with her spear, impaling him. The wound is deep, but Blizzard's indomitable will won't allow him to succumb easily. With a surge of strength, he forcibly removes the spear, his own ice magic immediately springing into action.
Blizzard channels his power through the Keyblade "Frostbite," coating his chest in a thick layer of ice, staunching the bleeding and providing a temporary barrier against further harm. He grits his teeth, the pain finally breaking through his anger-induced haze.
Blizzard: I won't... be defeated... by the likes of you!
His voice is strained, but determination lingers in his words. The battle reaches a critical point as both combatants push themselves to their limits, their wounds serving as a reminder of the relentless struggle they find themselves in.
From the rooftop of his fortress, Black Beard observed the intense battle unfolding on the island. The flames from their clashes had ignited the surroundings, creating a spectacle of destruction. He couldn't help but be impressed by the sheer epicness of the scene before him.
Black Beard: Arr, would ye look at that? Flames lickin' the sky and the clash o' steel fillin' the air. 'Tis a battle fit for legends, it is. But 'twould be mighty rude of me to interrupt such a show, wouldn't it?
Black Beard chuckled to himself, appreciating the chaos below. He turned his attention to the Dream Eater of Blizzard, held tightly in his grasp.
Black Beard: So, me little critter, ye've been witnessin' the rise and fall o' this young Keyblade wielder, haven't ye? Quite the spectacle, I reckon. But tell me, what do ye think o' yer master's display of power and rage?
The Dream Eater squirmed in Black Beard's grip, unable to respond. Black Beard grinned, enjoying the creature's discomfort.
Black Beard: Ah, don't ye worry, me friend. I won't be takin' me anger out on ye. Ye're just a mere spectator to this grand show. But it does make me wonder... What will become of ye once this battle reaches its climax?
As the tropical island burned around them, Blizzard and Norgam continued their fierce battle, both showing signs of weariness and wounds. The intensity of their clash intensified as their attacks grew more desperate.
Blizzard, consumed by rage, relentlessly swung his Keyblades, Inferno and Frostbite, unleashing torrents of fire and ice upon Norgam. His movements were no longer precise, but fueled by raw determination. However, his anger made him vulnerable, and Norgam seized every opportunity to strike.
Norgam, wielding her massive purple scythe, retaliated with swift and precise strikes. Each swing of her weapon seemed calculated, aiming to exploit any opening in Blizzard's wild and unfocused attacks. She managed to land several slashes on Blizzard's body, causing blood to stain his clothing and injuries to mar his flesh.
Blizzard: (gritting his teeth) Is that all you've got I'm a Keyblade Wielder! I am the one who will bring an end to your wicked plans! Prepare yourself, Norgam!
Blizzard unleashed a devastating combination of fire and ice, creating a swirling tempest of elements. The flames licked the air, while the freezing winds cut through the forest. The battleground became a chaotic inferno, as the fire and ice clashed violently.
Norgam: Impressive, but your rage blinds you, young one. You underestimate the power of the darkness.
Norgam retaliated with a powerful dark energy, forming a barrier of shadows around her. The darkness absorbed Blizzard's elemental assault, nullifying its effects. She capitalized on his momentary vulnerability, striking him with precision and accuracy.
Blizzard staggered back, blood trickling from his wounds. He took a moment to catch his breath, the reality of his injuries finally sinking in. His rage began to waver, replaced by a sense of desperation.
Blizzard: (panting) This... isn't over... I won't let you win!
Summoning his remaining strength, Blizzard lunged at Norgam with renewed determination. He swung his Keyblades with all his might, attempting to overwhelm her. But Norgam, fueled by her sadistic nature, reveled in the chaos and pain.
Norgam: Oh, the fury of a wounded child! How amusing. But mark my words. Your defiance is futile. I will end you, just as I did your precious ally.
Blizzard's eyes widened in disbelief and anguish at Norgam's words. His mind filled with images of his fallen comrade, John, slain by the hands of Jareth Vex. The weight of his grief and guilt crashed down upon him, threatening to consume him entirely.
Blizzard: (whispering) No... John...
With a surge of desperation and sorrow, Blizzard unleashed a final onslaught of fire and ice, aiming to overwhelm Norgam. The forest trembled as their clash reached its climax, their powers colliding in a cataclysmic explosion of elements.
Blizzard and Norgam continue to exchange blows, with Blizzard using his two Keyblades to their full potential. Norgam dodges and parries expertly, her scythe slicing through the air with precision.
Blizzard's attacks become more reckless as he grows more confident, but Norgam doesn't let up, striking back with deadly accuracy. As the fight continues, the fire from the earlier explosion spreads, devouring the trees and underbrush on the island.
Blizzard starts to notice the flames spreading, and becomes increasingly worried as the fire threatens to consume the island. He tries to use his Frostbite ability to contain the flames, but it's too late - the fire has spread too far.
As the flames close in, Norgam sees an opportunity to strike. She lunges at Blizzard, her scythe flashing in the sunlight. Blizzard tries to dodge, but Norgam's strike connects, slicing through his arm.
Blizzard cries out in pain, his arm hanging limp at his side. Norgam takes advantage of his weakness, pressing her attack with renewed ferocity. Blizzard tries to defend himself, but his movements become slower and more labored as the pain in his arm grows worse.
Despite the excruciating pain coursing through his body, Blizzard refused to succumb to defeat. With his left hand severed, he summoned the handle of his Keyblade "Inferno" between his teeth, using his mouth as a makeshift grip. The scorching heat radiated from the weapon, causing his teeth and mouth to feel as if they were engulfed in flames. Agonizing waves of pain shot through him, using both Keyblades to attack Norgam with everything he's got.
Norgam, witnessing Blizzard's desperate attempt to continue fighting, found amusement in his suffering. She chuckled sadistically, reveling in his agony and the futility of his actions.
Norgam: (laughing) Oh, how pathetic! Is this the best you can do, Keyblade wielder? Clinging to your weapon even when it burns your very being? Such dedication to your futile cause.
Blizzard's eyes blazed with defiance as he glared at Norgam, his teeth clenched tightly around the Keyblade handle. The fire in his heart matched the scorching pain in his mouth.
With his left hand bleeding, and his mouth gripping the handle of the scorching Keyblade 'Inferno.' Blizzard pushed himself to the limits of his physical and mental endurance. The flames from the weapon licked at his teeth and burned his mouth, intensifying his agony. Yet, fueled by rage and determination, he found a way to channel his strength.
Blizzard's heartbeat thundered in his ears, synchronizing with the adrenaline coursing through his veins. As his movements quickened, he swung the Keyblade "Inferno" with remarkable agility and precision, compensating for the loss of his left hand. Each swing sent arcs of fire through the air, leaving trails of scorching embers in their wake.
But as Blizzard engaged in a fierce exchange of blows with Norgam, parrying her strikes with his makeshift grip, the force of the clash reverberated through his mouth. The impact jarred his teeth, sending waves of pain surging through his jaw. The searing agony was a constant reminder of the sacrifice he had made to continue the battle.
Blizzard's anger and determination burned brighter with each passing moment. He refused to let the pain, and limitations hinder his movements. His relentless assault intensified, driven by a maelstrom of emotions that threatened to consume him. The forest around them continued to burn, mirroring the fierce intensity of their battle.
In the midst of the chaos, Blizzard's mind became a blur of rage and instinct. He fought with a relentless fervor, parrying Norgam's strikes and launching counterattacks with an unyielding resolve. Every movement, every swing, echoed his unwavering determination to overcome his opponent, even if it meant enduring unimaginable pain.
As the battle between Blizzard and Norgam reached its climax, their movements became a blur of speed and intensity. Their attacks and parries were executed with lightning-fast precision, leaving trails of fire and ice in their wake. The sheer velocity of their strikes created a mesmerizing spectacle, even for the onlookers.
The Dream Eater watched in awe as the two combatants unleashed their full power upon each other. The intensity of their battle surpassed anything it had ever witnessed before. The Dream Eater struggled to keep up with the rapid exchange of blows, its eyes darting back and forth, trying to make sense of the blurred flurry of movements.
Meanwhile, from atop Black Beard Fortress, the intoxicated pirate captain squinted his eyes, trying to comprehend the frenetic display of combat below. The speed at which Blizzard and Norgam moved made it difficult for his drunken mind to process the unfolding spectacle. He stumbled and leaned on the fortress wall, amazed and bewildered by the sheer ferocity of their clash.
Norgam, fueled by excitement and the desire to prove her superiority, tapped into her full power. Her attacks became even more relentless, her swings infused with dark magic and ruthless precision. She pushed herself to the limit, seeking to overwhelm Blizzard with her raw strength and skill.
Blizzard, consumed by his rage and driven by his determination, met Norgam's increased onslaught head-on. He deflected her strikes with swift and calculated movements, countering with his own furious assaults. The sheer speed and intensity of their clash created a storm of fire and ice, their Keyblades colliding with thunderous force.
Each exchange of blows sent shockwaves through the surrounding environment, causing the already burning forest to tremble. The air crackled with energy, and the ground beneath them shook from the sheer force of their collisions. It was a battle of titanic proportions, one that tested the limits of both combatants.
The Dream Eater and Black Beard watched in astonishment as the clash between Blizzard and Norgam reached new heights. The fast-paced movements and explosive power displayed by both combatants were beyond anything they had ever witnessed before. The battle had transcended the realm of mere physical combat, becoming a whirlwind of elemental forces and unbridled fury.
The fight is intense, both combatants pushing themselves to their limits. But finally, after what seems like hours. With a surge of adrenaline, Blizzard unleashed a devastating combination attack. Swinging his dual Keyblades, Inferno and Frostbite, he aimed for Norgam's chest. The blades sliced through the air, leaving fiery and icy trails in their wake. In a swift and calculated strike, Blizzard's Keyblades found their mark, piercing through Norgam's defenses and slashing across her chest.
As Norgam staggered backward, stunned by the unexpected blow, Blizzard seized the opportunity. He swiftly withdrew his Keyblades, creating a safe distance between them. Gathering his remaining strength and channeling his rage, Blizzard charged forward.
Closing the gap between them in a blur of movement, Blizzard unleashed a powerful punch, fueled by his raw strength and unyielding resolve. The impact of his fist colliding with Norgam's face sent shockwaves rippling through the air, lifting her off the ground. The force of the blow launched her high into the tropical island's sky, her form silhouetted against the blazing backdrop of the burning forest.
For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still as Norgam soared through the air, her expression, a mix of surprise and disbelief. The sheer power behind Blizzard's punch had caught her off guard, shattering her own arrogance and momentarily incapacitating her.
Blizzard stood firm, his chest heaving with each breath, his eyes fixed on Norgam as she sailed through the sky. The flames from the burning forest cast an eerie glow on his determined face. He had managed to land a decisive blow.
As Norgam lies defeated somewhere in the Burning Tropical Forest, Blizzard collapses to the ground, his injuries too severe to continue fighting. He looks around at the island, now consumed by flames, and realizes the true cost of his arrogance, however.
Blizzard groaned as he pushed himself up from the ground, feeling the strain in his body from the intense fight with Norgam. He looked around and saw that the island was still burning, and the fire was rapidly spreading.
He gritted his teeth, knowing that he had to act quickly to prevent the entire island from being consumed by the flames. With a determined look, he lifted his Keyblade "Frostbite" and focused his power on freezing the flames.
With a loud roar, he unleashed a powerful blast of ice that covered a very large area of the island, extinguishing the flames and freezing the ground. Blizzard stumbled as he felt the last of his energy drain from him.
He slowly made his way to the nearest river, where he collapsed on the ground and closed his eyes. His body ached all over, and he could feel the wound on his right arm throbbing painfully.
Black Beard looks down at the Dream Eater in his hands and speaks.
Black Beard: Well, well, well... 'tis quite unexpected. I didn' expect 'em t' reach a stalemate. I thought one o' 'em would emerge victorious. But look at that. The island be saved from the fire thanks t' that lad's power. He's more useful than I thought.
He then turns to the Dream Eater and smirks.
Black Beard: Looks like yer scallywag ain't as invincible as ye thought. Maybe he needs t' learn a thing or two from ye, arrrgh?(The Dream Eater remains silent, knowing that Blizzard is a powerful Keyblade wielder and doesn't need any advice from anyone, let alone a stuffed toy according to Black Beard.)
Black Beard speaks to the Dream Eater of Blizzard.
Black Beard: Well, wee scallywag, I be nah sure wha' t' do now. Neither Norgam nor Blizzard won, 'n it looks like the island be safe from the fire. I guess I'll 'ave t' let ye go. (He then places the Dream Eater on the ground gently, he walks away.)
Crew Member 1: Cap'n, wha' shall we do now? Ye let the Keyblade wielder 'n his wee toy escape?!
Crew Member 2: Aye, we could 'ave used that toy as leverage or even sell it fer a loot.
Black Beard: Silence, ye two! As a Pirate, I 'ave me owns sense o' honor. We may be thieves, but we 'ave principles. 'n in a stalemate like this, we don't needs t' resort t' dirty tricks or betrayals.
Crew Member 1: But, Cap'n, wha' about our goal o' collectin' rare artifacts 'n treasures?
Black Beard: We'll find other treasures, 'n maybe even another Keyblade wielder t' face in battle. But fer now, we'll let 'em go. This ain't the end o' our adventure
Dream Eater: What happened? Why did you let us go?
Black Beard: Ah, wee whelp, still don't get it? This was quite a show! Yer scallywag 'n Norgam battled it out 'n left quite a mess on me island. But neither o' 'em won, so I decided t' let 'em go.
Dream Eate: But...why?
Black Beard: 'cause, me dear scallywag, I 'ave a sense o' honor as a pirate. I can nah jus' let someone go without a good reason. 'n this epic battle was worth the entertainment.
Dream Eater: I see...thank you for letting us go.
Black Beard: No problem, wee one. Jus' remember, next time ye come t' me island, tell that scallywag o' yers t' nah t' start any fires or slice up me trees, aye?
Dream Eater: Of course, we'll try our best to be more careful next time.
Black Beard: Good. Now, run along 'n tell yer matey Blizzard that I said ahoy. 'n don't forget t' stay out o' trouble.
Dream Eater: Oh no! Blizzard is hurt and he's out there in the forest. I have to find him before Black Beard or his crew does. But I'm just a Dream Eater, what can I do?
As the Dream Eater contemplates his options, he suddenly remembers the bond he shares with Blizzard. He decides to use that connection to locate him, focusing all his energy on finding his friend.
Dream Eater: I have to try. Blizzard needs me.
The Dream Eater of Blizzard frantically ran through the forest, dodging fallen trees and jumping over streams. As he ran, he scanned the area for any sign of Blizzard. Finally, he caught a glimpse of a figure lying on the ground ahead. As he got closer, he saw that it was Blizzard, unconscious and badly injured, with his right arm missing, and covered in thick ice to stop the Bleeding.
The Dream Eater quickly rushed to Blizzard's side, trying to wake him up. But it was no use, Blizzard was completely out of it. That's when he heard the sound of someone approaching. He turned around to see Norgam, extremely wounded and fatigued, holding up her scythe with a look of rage in her eyes.
Norgam: I will finish what I started (Norgam growled, taking a step closer to the Dream Eater and Blizzard.) I won't let you get in my way again!
The Dream Eater stood protectively in front of Blizzard, ready to defend him.
Dream Eater: You won't lay a finger on him! (He said, his voice filled with determination.)
Norgam laughed, her scythe glowing with dark energy.
Norgam: You think you can stop me? You're just a pathetic little creature.
The Dream Eater bristled at her words, but before he does anything, Norgam launched herself at him with a powerful strike from her scythe. The Dream Eater dodged the attack, but Norgam was too fast. She continued to rain down blow after blow, and the Dream Eater struggled to keep up.
As they battled, the Dream Eater knew that he couldn't hold out forever. He needed to find a way to escape with Blizzard body, before it was too late.
As Norgam lifted up her scythe to attack the Dream Eater, the creature quickly jumped out of the way and began to run away from her. However, in a sudden turn of events, Dorval, Leader of Organization 14th appeared out of nowhere and intercepted Norgam's scythe strike with his own weapon, causing it to shatter Norgam Scythe into pieces.
Dorval: Norgam, what do you think you're doing? (Dorval's voice boomed, his eyes fixed on the Nobody.) You were not commanded to kill this Keyblade Wielder by yourself. Your emotions have clearly gotten the better of you.
Norgam looked at him, anger and frustration etched on her face.
Norgam: No! I won't let this opportunity slip away! I will finish what I started!
Dorval shook his head.
Dorval: No, you won't. You have failed to follow my rules and have caused too much chaos on this island. You have proven yourself to be unreliable.
He lifted his weapon, a very large Katana and swung it at Norgam, sending her flying backwards into a nearby tree. The impact caused her to slump down, defeated.
The Dream Eater of Blizzard watched the whole scene unfold, feeling relieved that he had been indirectly saved by Dorval's intervention. However, Blizzard fate didn't seem to concern the Organization's leader, as he simply turned and walked away without sparing a glance at the Dream Eater.
The Dream Eater then approached the unconscious Blizzard, assessing his condition. The Dream Eater knew he had to act fast if he wanted to save Blizzard's life.
Norgam: Please, Dorval, I beg of you! Spare my life! I... I can still serve the Organization! I'll do anything you ask of me, just please don't kill me! i can explain!
Dorval: You have disappointed me, Norgam. I had high hopes for you, once again, you let your pride get the better of you. You were not commanded to kill this Keyblade Wielder by yourself, yet you still tried to do so. You are not worthy of receiving your reward from Kingdom Hearts.
As Dorval executed Norgam with a swift strike of his katana, Norgam screamed in agony has she simply faded away in particles of purple smokes, disappearing into nothingness, Dorval felt a pang of disappointment and frustration. He had invested a lot of resources in training her and had expected better results from her.
Dorval: Another failure (He muttered to himself as Norgam's body disintegrated into a cloud of darkness.) I had high hopes for her, but it seems she was too weak and emotional to fulfill her mission.
Dorval turned to the Dream Eater of Blizzard, who had managed to escape during the chaos.
Dorval: You may have eluded me this time, creature, but I will find you and your master soon enough. (He said with a cold glare.)
The Dream Eater of Blizzard shuddered with fear, realizing the danger it was in. It knew it had to warn its master about the Organization's plans and find a way to stop them from reaching Kingdom Hearts.
Dorval: I guess I'll have to do the trading myself instead of relying on incompetent Nobodies like Norgam. Black Beard might be a drunkard, but at least he's reliable in his own way. I'll have to speak with him about our arrangement.
As Dorval walks calmly towards Black Beard Fortress, the camera pans back to the Dream Eater of Blizzard. The Dream Eater is struggling to drag Blizzard across the sand floor due to his heavy weight, but he eventually manages to reach the beach.
The Dream Eater then move him and Blizzard on a small boat and carefully lays Blizzard down in it. He begins to row in a very difficult way, towards the MS Titan, hoping to find a way to heal Blizzard's wounds.
Despite the difficulties, the Dream Eater remains determined to save Blizzard. As he rows towards the ship, he keeps a watchful eye on his surroundings, making sure that no danger is lurking nearby.
Meanwhile, Dorval arrives at Black Beard Fortress and begins to negotiate with Black Beard. The two discuss the terms of the trade, and after some haggling, they come to an agreement.
As the sun sets on the horizon, the Dream Eater of Blizzard finally reaches the MS Titan. He carefully lifts Blizzard out of the boat and carries him onboard the ship, hoping to find a way to heal his wounds and awaken him from his unconscious state.
The Navy Officer says.
Navy Officer: That's a serious crime! We need to report this to our superiors immediately.
The Dream Eater nods and says.
Dream Eater: Yes, and that's not all. Blizzard was attacked by a Nobody named Norgam who was working with the Organization 14th. It was a fierce battle, but Blizzard managed to hold his own and freeze a part of the island to stop the fire from spreading.
The Navy Officer looks shocked and concerned. We need to get Blizzard medical attention right away. And we need to report everything we know to our superiors. This could be a major threat to the safety and security of the entire kingdom.
As Blizzard wakes up, he feels a sharp pain in his right arm and looks down to see it covered in a thick layer of ice. He remembers the battle with Norgam and the effort he put into saving the island from the fire caused by his own second Keyblade.
Blizzard turns to the Dream Eater beside him and asks for an update on what happened after he lost consciousness. The Dream Eater explains how Dorval had intervened and punished Norgam for her failure, and that they managed to escape the island and get on board the MS Titan.
Blizzard nods slowly, taking in the information. He then turns to the Navy Officer and asks about their current location and situation. The officer explains that they are currently sailing toward the next destination on their mission and that they have enough supplies for the journey.
Blizzard then thanks the officer for their help and support, before turning his attention back to his injured arm. He uses his Keyblade's power to slowly melt the ice and tend to his wound.
Blizzard sat alone in the quiet confines of the medical room aboard the MS Titan, tending to his wounds. His whole body throbbed with pain, a constant reminder of the fierce battle he had fought against Norgam and the subsequent encounter with Black Beard. The scars of his recent struggles etched both physically and emotionally. He thinks about the power of Kingdom Hearts and the dangerous individuals who seek to obtain it.
Blizzard makes a mental note to be more careful in the future and to be aware of the dangers that lie ahead. He knows that the journey to find Kingdom Hearts will not be an easy one, but he is determined to see it through to the end.
Blizzard takes a deep breath and tries to focus his thoughts. He remembers the day he faced the Lunatic in the black and white cloak. He and John fought together, and it was a tough battle. The Lunatic was a formidable opponent, but they managed to hold their own. However, when the Lunatic went for a final attack, Blizzard was unable to dodge in time, and his right arm was severed.
But then something strange happened. The Lunatic approached him and offered to heal his wound. It was a strange gesture from an even stranger opponent, but Blizzard accepted it, nonetheless. And just like that, his arm was whole again.
But this time, there was no Lunatic to heal him. Blizzard was alone and injured, with no idea how he was going to make it through this. He looked down at his left missing arm, and wondered if it was beyond saving. But he knew he couldn't give up just yet. He had to keep fighting, no matter how impossible it seemed.
As Blizzard ponders which Keyblade to use, he takes a moment to examine both of them. 'Frostbite.' the Keyblade of ice and snow, gleams in the sunlight, while 'Inferno.' the Keyblade of fire and flames, crackles with energy. Blizzard weighs the pros and cons of each, considering his opponents and the terrain he may face.
After some thought, Blizzard decides to use 'Frostbite' for now. He believes that it will be more effective against any opponents he may face on the journey ahead.