Philip was helping Andrew up, putting pressure on his arm, when he realized that the Prince was missing. Where had he gone? He'd disappeared amongst the rush of bodies.
In desperation he called the Prince's name, searching for him, but it was all he could to do to stay afoat as the fighting rushed around him. "Push them back!" he yelled to whoever could hear him. He could hear General Weller, and without a Prince to protect, helped direct the men around him, searching for the Prince as he did so.
Hayner observed the chaos with a familiar eye and nodded to his satisfaction. The arrival of more men was breathing new life into the fight.
"We both will," Hayner assured Roxas. Fight together, like they had been fighting together since the war began. Side by side, back to back. Taking care of each other. "And they will remember this day." He gave Roxas a grin and joined the charge, sword swinging.