*They continue to fight against the Howlers.Zanth roars at Arrakore*

Arrakore: How? Haven't I made it more than clear that I am powerless?

Nya: No one is ever powerless!!

Arrakore: *Notices the grain of sand around his neck growing* What....What is happening?

Maila: I think I know.Hope.

Arrakore: What are you talking about?

Maila: Your magic is based on wishes,right? Well,hope is like a wish.A wish that if you try hard enough,things will work out.We're not giving up,and our hope to stop these things is bringing back your land!

Arrakore: That's preposterous.

Sora: Is it? Maila's got a good point!! *Rejoins the fight*

Arrakore: *Watches the sand grow even bigger* You may be right.When I lost my land,I lost all hope.But hope is what I needed most!

Sora: Cool,so now will you help us?

Arrakore: Wish it.

Sora: Huh?

Arrakore: My magic works on wishes.I need you to wish for me to help.

Sora: Uh,okay! I wish for you to help us kick these Howlers in their butts!

*The sand grows so big that the container breaks*

Arrakore: Your wish is yours to keep! 

*In a flash of light,he summons four blades*

Arrakore: For the glory of the djinn! *Attacks the Howlers*

Nya: Come on!

Arrakore: Now,master of hope,wish for them to be gone!

Nya: I wish for the Howlers to be gone!

Arrakore: Your wish is yours to keep. *Uses his magic to dispel the Howlers

Sora: Way to go,Arrakore!

Arrakore: *Smiles as he was collapsing* .....

Haruto: *Gasps* Arrakore!!!!