Within the first few seconds, Riku had tuned out completely. Having spent so much time around Maleficent and her cronies, he'd learned the dangers of monologuing, and the advantages it had always given to their opponents - usually, his best friend. This, of course, meant that if Sora ever showed his face at the Magicademy, Riku would staunchly deny ever having internally played "What Would Sora Do" ... but at the time, it seemed entirely appropriate. He replayed his last few class lectures in his head. Three components. Right. In his notes, he'd called it "the hiss". Sight, sound, and semantics. He knew plenty of spells from home, he just had to think of the Thaumaturgical equivalent, some sort of gesture ... right. There had been four triangles on one page, for the elements. They'd do.

He tuned back in just in time to hear "words of surrender", and smirked.

"Just this one: Reflega!"

He swished a fast upright triangle, cutting it through with a final horizontal slash of his wand. A gust of heavy wind rushed forward, following the motion of his arm.