---Vers---
|Amusement Park|
|Amusement Park|
Vers continued to stay behind cover and spy on the group, almost dropping his firearm when he saw the group. Carefully, he scouted around and counted the number of people, taking note of the various motifs in their outfits. Pressing a finger against his earpiece, Vers contacted Cel once more.
"Cel, you got to get a hold of this. It's insane. We've still got the three people from before, but there are nineteen others with them. Ghosts, from the looks of it. And there's one more thing; everyone there has clothing, eyes and hair that matches the color of an Oress. Still, I think these might be the previous Oress holders. If they are, then why are they here, of all places?"
---Koren---
|That One Cafe|
|That One Cafe|
Well, they'd succeed in putting the garbage bag over Koren's head, but he was yelling something once the bag went over his head. "dfgjvbb jghjtgj dfgdfg!! GFGBMTU!"
Almost immediately, sections of air punched right through the ceiling of That One Cafe. Sheep-shaped sections, to be specific.