Aaron created a small orb of fire in his hands, and tossed it towards the Heartless. Aaron created several more, and threw them. As they hit the ground, the ground beneath the Heartlwess exploded, causing them to fly into the air and explode.
Aaron noticed Olaf carrying the boy to Nami's ship.
"Aw, no you don't!!", Aaron said. He rushed towards Olaf, slamming Olaf in the stomach with the blunt end of the sword. Olaf flew back, and slammed into the wall. Aaron caught the boy. "You won't get near our ship!!", Aaron said. He gently laid the boy on the ground, as he readied an orb of fire in case Olaf attacked.
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"Grandfather, I have to go help them!!"
"No, you'll only get hurt. Besides, we promised you would never use your abilities!!"
"I'm going, Grandfather! They need my help!!"
A boy rushed out of a nearby house up on the cliff above the small town.
"I'm here to help!!", the boy said.
"Naron, STOP!!!", the boyh's grandfather shouted, rushing after him. Wich wasn't very fast, considering he was using a cane.
The boy named Naron kept running, knowing full well he could outrun his grandfather. Closing his eyes, he placed his hands on the ground. The ground glowed green, and several tree shoots shot out of the ground, entangling the Heartless, and squeezing them to death.
"Alchemy.", Aaron murmured. It was a rare art in this day and age--Most people had forgotten about it.
The boy concentrated again, and made a sword out of stone. He readied it in front of him, and rushed towards the Heartless, bludgeoning them to death as they exploded.
(((I have a plan for Naron.)))