While I had tea with Akasha, Mike, Ike, and Harold were dancing with my father. By dancing, I meant fighting, but my golems were clearly having trouble.
"I don't like the idea of being used as a test dummy to gain more intel about our enemies!" Ike complained as he narrowly avoided a strike from one of the two black shadow blades the shadow-covered King Alphonse was wielding.
"You need to have a more explosive spirit in situations like this! We are toys meant to be broken!" Harold laughed as he was cut in two after a direct charge at the king. With split-second reflexes, Harold used his upper half to grab the king's face, and then head butting him.
The blow stunned the king, and Harold used his momentum to vault his top half over him. Harold's lower half was waiting to catch and reconnect with him.
