Dante moves in alongside Togusa, his stolen Keyblade held in guard. He extends it as Togusa kneels down, placing the tip of the blade's prongs just over the boy's chest... and Togusa yanks the hood back.

And there's nothing.

The moment the hood starts to move, the figure (as well as the Keyblade Dante's holding) dissolves, nothing more than little wisps carried away on the slightest of breezes. Anything could have been beneath that hood, be it human, monster, or machine--they'll never know now. But that's all right by Dante, who releases a long sigh and seems to finally relax.

Damn.

He shakes his head, then turns his attention to the other man. "Thanks, Togusa. I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't shown up when you did."