"That's great," Jake said, getting up. "I'd like to try that recipe out sometime myself."

He took a torch off a nearby wall.

"From what I heard, the pig's not so much for creating skeletons as finding a piece of kitchenware that will allow him to raise the dead. Pig's got the power to see the unseen, so I understood. And generally, if the Horned King gets his hands on said cauldron, we'd be looking at hordes of undead that can be replenished easily, and, well, no need to tell you that's a Bad Thing."

Jake rubbed his chest, as though it was still sore.

"Trust me, the Horned Freak could really use a makeover, but no denying he's a tough bastard. Keep your eyes peeled, and let's get moving."

He turned to the other freed prisoners. "Any idea where to start looking?"

With a flick of his wrist, Jake called forth Kaiser Leo, his trusty ax-shaped Keyblade. The thing was almost as big as he was, and glinted a bright bronze and silver in the torchlight. Dangling from its handle was a snarling lion's head the size of an orange.

"Better to be prepared," he said with a wink. He lead the group, taking point with his trusty weapon firmly in hand...