Sora hadn't really been expecting a little guy like Tails to be able to take the hand put like that either, but he wasn't complaining. Perhaps the hand had simply taken enough of a beating and that was the metaphorical straw that broke the camel's back. Either way, with that hand and all the rest gone, the body had returned.

It seemed odd that it wasn't doing anything. Had destroying the hands stunned it somehow? Now wasn't really the time to ponder it. This was an opening and missing it would do no good.

This time he aimed a Firaga at the monkey's head and stood ready to act, whether it be to cast another spell if the current onslaught didn't finish the bastard or to dodge if there was a counterattack coming.