As Riku was grabbed, he found himself hitting the dark "ground" with a thud. Had he in fact had real lungs, the air would have been knocked from them as he landed chest first, crying out. As it began to drag him, he clawed at the ground ever so briefly in instinct. But then there was that familiar feeling. That smell. That vile taste.

And that initial shock of being grabbed was quickly replaced with anger, determination and sheer will surging up in his chest. Riku snarled. "NO YOU DON'T! NEVER AGAIN!" As if it hadn't been personal before.

Knowing what he could do physically helped him think on his feet without a body. Here his arms were only as strong as he imagined, but knowing he was strong, even if he couldn't remember his own form without the memories of others, was a help. He pushed up with his arms very hard and kicked with his free leg to lift him into the air, instantly launching himself into a spin. The area around him became chilled, especially anything he touched. Or especially, anything touching him. With luck this thing didn't like the cold, and that Deep Freeze would do just that.