Marluxia drove the sharpened blade of his scythe through the last of the mistodons, a curious sensation catching his attention. There was someone else here with him and these unsightly creatures; someone with a heart. Now that was interesting. There shouldn't be anyone around here. Perhaps it could have been a lost traveller but they wouldn't go so deep inside the tree.
Letting his scythe dissipate with a scatter of Sakura petals, Marluxia turned his attention fully to the mysterious figure. It was easy to summon a couple of dusks. They were mindless, pathetic creatures, but they would function as hounds trying to sniff out this stranger with a heart. All he had to do is stay close enough to them to make sure they wouldn't attack the stranger before he had a chance to see who he was.