-----The Second District-----

[color=ed1c24]"That's it Soren! Let's fight it out; Keybearers bring ruin and discord in their wake; it's always been our way. Why shouldn't this be any different?!" He called out just before the Thundaga spells struck him. He stood firm and took the brunt of each blast. He was jolted and chuckled as a Star Charm on his jacket gleamed and absorbed the energy from Soren's magick. 
"A gift from those Moogle friends of yours, they really like rare items." He chuckled as he sidestepped the Blizzaga spell and rolled over the ledge towards the low-ground and dashed free of the Gravity spell. He didn't clear the gravity spell completely however, and was sent spirling out of control.

"You've learned some new tricks, my friend. Let's see how many." He said as he cast a hastega spell on himself and shadow stepped to the rooftop above Soren. He stepped again, leaving numerous after-images surrounding his target. Each of the images bore a different version of Kazen; a cloaked Nobody bearing a fractured version of his Twilight Steel Keyblade, there was an Anti-form version, each version of Kazen that surrounded his foe weilded a different Keyblade; save for Kazen himself who held the Derelict Tetra in his hand. The Kingdom Key wielding version struck first, followed by the others in unison. Whether they wielded Magick or Might; they struck. He laughed and each of the images laughed. 
As he moved the after images moved and steadily they solidified into reality. 
"Phase-Shift." Kazen said calmly and each form unleashed an attack of it's own. Some of them fired Flare spells, some of them fired Shotlocks of varying elements, but the vast majority of his copies launched volley after volley of powerful combos at Soren.

"Take this!"  
"You're mine."
"Flare"
"Blizzagun"
"Dark Thundaga"
"Ultima"
Kazens numerous voices echoed around Soren, but most of these attacks were illusions themselves. And Almost casually Kazen stepped forward and swiped Soren's legs out from under him. As he made these movements each of his forms made contact with himself and vanished; leaving the two young men alone as the dust settled around them. Kazen pointed his Keyblade; still charged and glowing red hot at his target. 
"Speak to me." he said flatly.[/color]