Roxas's goal was not so much escape as distraction. He leapt back from the wave of darkness, his dash to the door slowed further. And then in another moment, the exit was reduced to a pile of rubble.

But he'd heard the sound of the back door, and now he spared a glance for the rest of the shop. All the bystanders seemed to have gotten out, and it was just the three of them. That meant less to worry about in collateral damage.

Roxas turned, shifting his grip on Oblivion, and summoned one of his light pillars rushing towards Vanitas. He knew the attack would be familiar, and that it might just infuriate Vanitas more, but it was what he had.