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As Alois split off from the rest of the group and made his way over to the house, he found his path blocked by something strange indeed. A pair of animals, ones that were again not from this village, seemed to be at the doorway. Looking beyond it, though, he found himself seeing something even weirder. Shiro was standing around, Gunther was level with the animal trying to converse with and there was...there was a naked man on all fours that seemed to happily yelp at him. Alois shrugged at frog man's question saying, "well, the girls got back without getting hurt or burning the whole forest down. And the rest of the group went with Cora.Other than that, nothing new over there." Well, there was something more, but Alois figured he'd wait to tell them everything else. Looking back to the wolfhound, Alois began to see it look specifically to him and start making gestures with its paws. As it motioned between him and everyone else around, Alois couldn't help but snort at Gunther's comment. "Well, that''s nothing new." After making his sarcastic comment, though, Alois put his hand to his chin as he watched the dog look to him. It definitely seemed to be trying to tell him something. And it certainly seemed like it knew him, even if Alois had never seen the animal in his life. And so, he thought about what it had done, and what Shiro had said. Coupled that with their theories on the town so far, and there was only one thing the young fighter could think of. "Well, I suppose this is pretty crazy but..." He looked at the dog. "Amas?" The dog nodded at him, giving a woof of confirmation. Looking to the naked man, one that he similarly didn't recognize the boy said, "so...Icelias?" The man seemed to get excited at this, sitting up straight with their head cocked to the side. Bending his head back and letting out a sigh he said, "well, guess that's that." Looking to Shiro, and with a joking tone, Alois said, "hate to break it to you, but I just don't think frogs and dogs were ever meant to be." His tone going more flat he said, "that man over there is Icelias. A dog. And this dog over here is Amas, the guy who owns this place." Chuckling a bit he looked to the dog saying, "been awhile old man, but can't say I expected to see you like this." Going to a more pensive expression he said, "can't imagine this was your fault, but the hell did you guys do to end up like this?" As Tsetseg followed the rest of the group through the village, the girl couldn't help but marvel at each and every one of the animals that she saw on her way. She wondered why there were so many here, though she could only assume that this place was some kind of strange wonderland. As such, she didn't really understand why Licorice seemed to be in such in a huff about this place. Even if they were all actually people, it wasn't like people changing into animals was particularly strange. The thought of it as well started to get Tsetsegs mind to race about what kind of animal she'd end up as if she were cursed. While the first thought that came to her mind was a fox, she realized that perhaps that was too limiting for her. Even if she would have her own fluffy tail that she could curl up with, she couldn't imagine the difficulty in trying to hug her own tail while on all four paws. As such, the next idea that jumped to her mind was a squirrel. They could stand on their hind legs easy and their tails were just as big and fluffy - no perhaps even more so - than a foxes. Plus they could climb things easy. Tsetseg liked to climb trees. Her own mental ramblings ceased as they made it to the house they were supposed to go to, the girl's attention captured by the thing sticking in the window. It was big. Scaly. And pink! It was so strange to her that she couldn't help but marvel, though the more she stared the more off a feeling she got from it. Unable to place quite what it was, her attention was snapped back to the door as it was answered. Smiling brightly the girl gave an enthusiastic wave to everyone saying, "hello, hello. Nice to meet you too!" Putting her hand to her chest the girl introduced herself saying, "I'm Tsetseg!" In spite of the introduction that had already happened. As the girl seemed to be curious about the proteans, after Penelope gave her answer, Tsetseg merely said, "yeah, they do. Aren't they great! They're so nice, large and fluffy. Soft to touch and warm and absolutely fantastic!" Well, she had known Sienna's was at least. Licorice tail was still a foe she had yet to conquer. As the young archer's eyes scanned around the room, she then noticed the rest of the scaly pink thing. That is to say, its head. Eyes going wide at the sight of what she now knew to be a wyvern, the girl let out a small yelp and jumped back, hiding behind the nearest person; that being Cora. The girl seemed on edge, her eyes fixated on the wyvern and then the person she could only assume was its owner. Not saying anything, the girl simply get looking back and forth between the two, as if simply sizing them up and waiting for something to happen.

"And Saber, yours!" Lancer grinned as Saber parried her attack. "¡Vamos, Lancer! Let us dance!" Saber retorted, stepping towards her and thrusting his sword at her chest. Lancer bounced back, getting out of the sword's range before performing a backflip, spinning in the air as she dropped her staff, which stood tall and proud like a pole, which she then sat on top of. "Wow, going straight for these puppies, huh?" Lancer asked as she grabbed one of her sizable breasts and shook it for emphasis. "I mean, I know they're nice, but the first move is going for a feel? At least take me to dinner first," She teased. She then did a front flip off of the staff, grabbing it as she flipped down, bringing down the staff down towards Saber's head. Meanwhile, the two Masters faced off which each other. It was almost a ridiculous notion to normal mages, but these two weren't normal mages, not in the slightest. "This won't be a fight to the death," Misaki declared, as Lancer took the initiative between herself and Saber. "I'm supposed to be looking for a Master to ally myself with; not killing the rest of you off as early as the first night. I'll judge if you're strong enough to be a worthy ally, unknown Master. While our Servants spar with each other, let us do the same. I am Misaki Shirai of the reputable Shirai family, specializing in the use of flesh and blood magic. Make sure you hold nothing back, because I won't pull any punches that wouldn't kill you." "Is that supposed to scare me?" Ciel asked, faking a yawn. "I'm Ciel Argus of the Argus family. Ya know, one of the three families big enough and with enough magic knowledge to make this Murder Kill Death game," She cocked an eyebrow. "Honestly, you think you'd think someone like you would try to hide the fact they were from that cheat of a family. But whatever," She took out a knife, spinning it around and cutting her palm, letting her blood spill on the ground. As she did, the grass grew a little taller, and vines began to grow out of the ground. "You have to do better than that," Ciel stated, the vines lashing out and wrapping up the tree, suspending it up in the air. Rider grunted as he struggled against Berserker's overwhelming strength, rapidly losing his little sumo match. "M-Master! How many... how many people are in this establishment?" He called out to his master. "...Good question." Souta muttered, looking around, his eyes darting back and forth for a few moments. He could see there was a small crowd, not too many people, but a few. "Can't...get a direct number." Souta said, his fists clenching slightly. "Let's say, quite a few. What are you planning, Rider?" "If we let Berserker run wild, then they'd be in danger, correct?" Rider asked, ignoring his Master's question. "Yeah...they would." Souta responded, shaking his head. "Again, what are you planning, Rider?" "Then as a knight... I can't... let him run wild!" Rider declared as a golden glow began to surround his body, the rate that he was being pushed back rapidly slowing down. "Master, I'm about to take a big chunk of mana, forgive me," He declared as the golden glow became a golden aura. "...Not like I was using it right now anyway..." Souta made the comment, looking at Rider, noticing the golden glow. Wait...i-is...is he serious?! Don't tell me he's using his Noble Phantasm!! Damnit! If he uses it now, two different Masters will begin to figure out his identity...of which I still don't know of! he thought, biting his lip slightly. Caster sat up from the spot where he was placed down, and looked up to see Akira. "So, you still want to fight?" Akira asked emotionlessly. Caster sighed to himself as he stood up. "Well, I can't let a knight outshine me. What kind of example would I be setting?" he asked. Akira nodded, just accepting the answer as he moved to watch Rider and Berserker. "Looks like we're about to see a Noble Phantasm," The master mentioned as if it was a normal thing. "That golden glow? No, I wouldn't say it's a Noble Phantasm," Caster replied. Rider suddenly let out a yell, draining Souta of some mana as a huge blast of wind shot out in all directions, the winds so strong it would be hard for those too close to not be blown away. With a sudden large boost of strength, Rider pulled Berserker closer and then suddenly threw him, causing the giant to fly back towards the entrance of the mall. Rider then pounced forward, nearly vanishing from everyone's sight, taking his sword and slashing Berserker across the chest, the giant roaring in pain as the sword cut across his bare chest. "A Mana Burst of some kind?" Drake piped up for the first time. "How troublesome...," Akira looked over at Drake, his mind working overtime. Despite the fact Berserker took damage, Drake didn't seem worried, and that bothered the battle hardened mage. Something was up. "Caster. Help Rider push Berserker outside, and then put him down," Akira ordered. "Do it fast...," "So you think so to?" Caster muttered. "Very well, let's take him down before any funny business can happen," With that, the green haired mage took off, conjuring magic balls as he went to meet up with Rider. Akira walked over to Souta. "Can you fight?" He asked. "That other Master is up to something, and we need to distract him so he can't put that plan into effect. Can you help or not?" "'scuse me." Astoria looked up to see her savior, Archer standing behind the ones hitting on her. "If ya don't mind, I'd like to spend time with my associate here in peace." He glanced at the rest of the crowd. "Y'all better be movin' along on yer own way." He turned back to the first guy, flashing him a grin. "Else we're gonna have a problem." Astoria then groaned. Nope, Archer wasn't a savior, he was a menace! "'Ey man, back the hell off! She's free game!" One of the men yelled. Suddenly though, a bottle flew out from the crowd and struck the drunken man in the back of the head. "Who did that?!" He roared, soon rushing to the crowd, a bar fight breaking out. Astoria sighed to herself. "Maybe I should start drinking...," She muttered. "I dunno, I don't think Teach would like that," An all too familiar voice said from right next to her. She froze up. No, there was no way... it couldn't be. She slowly turned, and to her horror, it was true. Arash was sitting next to her, eating from a box of Chinese food. "Yo, Astoria," He said before taking another bite of his food. "Archer, fire a warning shot," Astoria said in a deadpan but all too serious voice. It seemed she really wanted to fire at this man. "... I get the feeling you're mad at me about something," Arash commented after stopping to process what she said. "Livid,"

In that case of Myrmeleo, basically it becomes a chainable Normal Trap with the effect: Activate 1 of these effects: - Add 1 "Hole" Trap from your Deck to your hand. - Destroy 1 Spell/Trap Although I have been thinking on the cases of Rai-Oh and Koa'ki rocks. If this card's effect is intended to ignore costs and conditions, then the condition of responding the the activation of an effect or a Summon would also be skipped, thus IDK if mechanically speaking those effects can be turned into chainable Normal Trap effects. Unless the PSCT is clear enough to enable that. Also I now lean towards limiting the first effect to targeting Level 4 or lower monsters, otherwise it can get messy with big or ED monsters. E.g. I'm guessing it wouldn't be amusing to Set any of the Guardragon Links to re-use their effects during the next turn.

Ari was pretty surprised to suddenly find himself surrounded by kids, but he recovered quickly. After Kazo answered the initial question, the Litleo grinned as he answered their next ones. "Yeah, they were super cool, strong, and uhh, maybe there were some pretty ones, I don't know," he shrugged at the last question, wrinkling his nose slightly. "There was one who looked to be a kid just like us, but she acted so grown-up. It was weird, but not weird because she was a legendary." He paused, looking to the side. Mac didn't look very happy right now, actually she looked pretty grumpy. "But, uhh," he grinned sheepishly. "That was a pretty hard fight, and we're all pretty tired. So," he took the Helioptile's hand, "gotta go, sorry!" and started to run. "Come on, Kazo!" he shouted. -- Easter shook his head minutely at Denku. He had thought the man intelligent, yet here he was, opening his mouth and making things worse for them. Did he think telling one of the king's men about the existence of powerful, bloodthirsty gijinka in the world up above would encourage him to let Dora go up there? No, if he was at all like any of the others that Easter had met here, he would say that Merm would be impenetrable, and that nobody would ever get to Dora here. Arrogance was something that never changed, after all, whether one lived above the sea or below it. The Sylveon frowned at the first thing that the Kingdra had said. "We are not saying Dora need stay up there forever." He shook his head. "But Dora herself wants to return to the world above. I have talked to the king. He does not seem the sort to let the princess spread her wings like she wants to, if she were to stay down here. You say he needs her, but right now, Dora needs freedom," he spoke plainly. "Dora is innocent and kind, but even the best souls do not handle being caged very well. It might be better for the king in the short term to let Dora stay, but in the long run," he sighed. "In the long run, I do not think that would be best...for either one of them." The fairy type smiled crookedly. "You might think this mere conjecture, or a lie meant to beguile, but I speak from experience. After all, I was once in the very same position that Dora is in now." "My own parents kept me in a gilded cage for quite some time. I was forced to become the type of person that they wanted me to be, not the kind I wanted to be. It was suffocating. I endured, and endured, till I could endure no more. The last words we exchanged were...not very pleasant, to say the least." He looked up at the Kingdra. "Dora has not yet reached that point, and honestly, especially after meeting the queen, I hope she never will." He stared at Denku after this. The man had dug his own hole. Hopefully he would be able to provide an explanation that would encourage the Kingdra to let them go, rather than toss them into prison and Dora into another kind of prison. -- "W-Well, color me impressed...you two really showed out...that was...amazing!" "Heh, you didn't do so bad yourself." Keanu smiled weakly at Randy, letting himself collapse to the ground as well. Pretending not to notice Nani fiddling with her hood--he must have been mistaken, after all. There was no way she could look like that--he continued to lie there even after the other Trailsau residents appeared. A little nonplussed by their reaction, Keanu looked at the others once they invited them for a meal. "Well, I have no problem with that," he shrugged. "My stomach needs some grinds in it after all the work we just did." -- Shaymin let out an "eep" of surprise when the girl didn't move, and crashed into her. Falling onto Kayla, the girl quickly got off, looking panicked. "Wh-why didn't you move?" she stammered. She floundered and looked like she wanted to continue running, before gently helping the Accelgor off the ground. "You're going to get dirty if you stay there any longer," she murmured. Soon after, Nine caught up. "I'm sorry for the sudden shock, Shaymin. You don't have to fight it, really. I just want to ask you about a few things." "Wh-what do you want?" the girl asked, looking slightly wary. "You're not going to make me fight it?"

Kelsey automatically put an arm around her friend as she looked through the pictures. "Whoa, so many trees! Only ever saw those in parks, if that." She looked up at Vivian. "How do you fit everyone on a planet with that much wilderness?" Back home they had to clear out much of the forests to make room for more and more cities. Even then there wasn't much space in most of them. Kelsey hesitated as Stella mentioned climbing, and the girl would feel Kelsey's arm tighten around her for a brief moment. "I'll admit, it's a bit of a hobby of mine. Exploring, taking pictures, that sort of thing. What about the rest of you? There must be something you like doing with your downtime, right?" "Used to like to fight. Not, you know, not like street brawl. But legit stuff. But uh, can't really go legit with this thing." She wriggled her prosthetic hand. "I try and make things now and then. Just anything, you know? Did some volunteer work here and there." She shook Stella. "Not as much as this angel right here though. Charitable and a study-holic, what an absolute doll." Kelsey teased. Once Rosha decided to set out to find Kris Ward, head of the Steel Hounds, she would, instead, be stopped by someone else. One of the other house leaders, the boy called Merlin, who headed the Sun Lizards. "Hello, new girl." He said, giving a grandiose wave and bow. "Ah, excuse me." He then repeated himself in her homeworld's language. "Something like that yes?" he chuckled. "It was hard to learn your language. Not much documentation. Whiiich brings me to why I've come to find you. I want to know you. And your people. It's a mystery to me and not many places can say that." Sid could hear the door close behind him. He tried to ignore it. But he could hear the footsteps of someone going in the same direction. Not that there were many directions to go. He didn't bother to wait for Chase to get in before hitting the button for the elevator to take them to ground floor so Chase would just barely have time to get in before the doors closed. The boy let out a sigh. "Listen I doubt you share any interests with me, looking at you, so wherever you're going you probably want to go the opposite direction as me." The elevator moved slowly. Despite the relatively short distance it had to travel. "You'd think with so much technology these things would move faster. It's like a damn loading screen."

Peaches yawned as Link gave her the attention she so desired, nuzzling her head against his palm. Despite the fact that he was smelly like a wolf - a large, spooky critter - he knew how to give good scritches. They were almost as good as Citron’s, though, that was a hard mountain to topple. Tongue lolling out to the side, she continued to push against the scratching hand until it stopped. And when it did, no one was quite as disappointed as she was; the Wyvern lowering her head in a bit of disappointment, letting out a quiet noise as she tried to figure out what she had done wrong. That was, until a knock at the door rang out. While none of the humans were surprised, the Wyvern herself couldn’t help but be surprised; green eyes trailing to the door as the armored woman approached it to open it, like a fool. “Skreeeeeeeeee?!” Peaches let out hesitantly towards the door, as several people filed inwards, once again none of the humans really… Paying them any mind. Lowering her head again, as far as she could, she did her best to relax, even if it was only a half effort. The group itself looked… Mean. Two of them smelled like critters, that much she could tell from there; and the other two had been around them long enough to carry the smell themselves. Eyeing them curiously, the Wyvern couldn’t help but find herself bringing her neck away from one of them as they approached her; talking a lot in human-speak, the words being almost more foreign than normal human speech, and that was saying something. “Skreeech.” She let out with neutral tones; eyes trained on the person as they began to… Examine her? Were they sizing her up for a meal, or doing something else…? She couldn’t quite tell, to tell the truth. If anything, the noises coming from the Wyvern could only really be interpreted as… The noises a nervous animal would be making, eyes trained on this close, close person. --- Citron yawned lightly as Edrick nodded off to sleep, but she wasn’t about to follow suit. After all; this was the good part. After a long day’s work, it was always nice to kick back, relax, and talk amongst a group, even if her head threatened to make a mockery of her at any moment. “Adelheid, huh?” Turning her head to Adelheid, she gave a thumbs up as well as a quick nod in response to their introduction. “‘ts nice to meet you, Adelheid! And thanks for filling in for the uh, knucklehead.” She gave a soft laugh, rubbing the back of her head. “But I guess I’m probably just as bad as they are, huh?” She laughed a little more, wincing in the process. Talking itself, had gotten easier than it was only a few moments ago. Focusing on what she said, the tone of which, now that was getting harder; leaving her words sounding either too forced or too dry, with no real control. A knock however, caught Citron’s attention as she dropped her hand to her sides, and glanced towards the door. Either the townsfolk were back, or, more likely, the rest of the group that had tended to her wounds had finally returned. As much as she wanted the townsfolk back, with several locals and strange animals to throw confusion to the fire, she couldn’t help but be a little skeptical. And, with a quick, introductory word from the Boss-Looking-Lady, her suspicions were confirmed. Though, it was a bit odd that the woman failed to introduce herself in the process. “Penelope, Ciela, Sienna, Tsetseg, and Liiicorice. Got it!” Citron smiled, crossing her legs as she tried to get a bit more comfortable in her sitting position. “Nice to meet all of you!” She beamed, her voice returning to it’s generally forced tones, as her smile practically beamed outwards. “As the Boss-Looking-Lady said, I’m Citron, and this is Peaches, of Paradisi Farms! Here for all your lemonade-based needs!” She explained, giving a thumbs up to the group in general, nodding all the while. “And, in addition, if you need Citrus fruits at-” She cut herself off, watching as the two called… Licorice, she thought, and Sienna? Yeah, that was right. As those two excused themselves. “Awwww, alright.” She quieted down a little, almost disappointedly. Her disappointment was, as things tended to be in this emotional rollercoaster of a day, swept away as the woman who was introduced as Penelope stepped forwards towards Peaches, who was about now, looking rather curiously at the door and the group that had come from it. In fact, Penelope did much more than step towards the Wyvern, explaining some lore or theories about the origins of the small-large lizard, talking about her and the Great Dragon and... Something or another. All the while, Citron found herself nodding, while doing her best to follow what the woman was saying, even if she was failing miserably. “Um… Nope, I didn’t know that.” Citron laughed a little, tilting her head to the side in confusion just a tiny bit. “And, um… Well, I hope if that time ever comes, Peaches would take me with her, or something like that.” She laughed a little, glancing at the Wyvern. “I’d like to stick together for as long as I live, y’know?”