Some kind of high-speed object slams into the vicious tentacled cannon from behind, knocking it over face-down onto the pavement. It's not an object, though, it's a person: a blond guy with various colors of paint smears on his face and clothes. Zack will get a closer look at him as the hard impact barely slows his momentum. Cloud smacks clumsily into the dead-end wall above Zack, then tumbles to the ground in a heap of limbs next to him.