Riku was losing strength fast. Even as power began to well up in him again, even that seemed to seep away almost as fast as it came, and he fell to his knees. He held up Way to the Dawn in defense as a raptor loomed closer, ready to pounce, when it was pounced it self by... Perry?! He was wearing the same hat he was while he was a pony. And Arctic - Amaterasu - was running past? As powerful as a wolf could be, what could she do against something that stood two to three times her height alone? And suddenly lightning struck from clear skies! ...Was that her or Perry that cast Thunder?

Regardless, the pack was baffled, stepping back to evaluate what was happening. Riku didn't have time to wipe his eyes or question if blood loss was making him hallucinate. If he had his other powers, it meant he had basic magic. While not his strong suit, it was about to save his life almost as much as the wolf and platypus. He cast Curaga, and while it was poorly cast, he felt the pain ebb and his vision start to clear. He dared take the time to cast it a second time. While a bite wound to his arm still hurt for some reason, he felt everything else mend itself. Even the dull leftover pain of the weeks-old broken rib was finally gone. With a deep breath, Riku rose, readying his Keyblade.