Turn Back for What

Sienna glanced up at her brother, silently glaring at him from behind her helm. While she rode on Ravager the Wolfos, he rode upon some stupid horse he called Gordon. Her beast could effortlessly mangle and slay some decrepit old steed, but the fact he sat above her like this was... annoying. Almost spitting the words at him, she asked her question in the form of a statement, "How does that thing even support your weight."

Guy blinked, glancing over at her. After what seemed like an hour of silence of them strolling quietly through the forest together, that was what she wanted to ask? He knew his sister wasn't exactly one for conversation. Maybe the fact she hadn't murdered something all morning was starting to eat away at her. A feeling of unease washed over him, "...Don't murder Goron please. We're almost there." He cleared his throat, suddenly realizing it was probably best to answer the question anyway. "Ever since I... was twisted into this form... he has had trouble supporting me, yeah. I suppose if I was much bigger, or, wore real armor like you do--" hopefully that comment would settle her down slightly "--he might not be able to carry me anymore."

It had been nearly a week now since that weird kid had twisted his wooden form into one of stone. His familiar, rough wooden skin has been smooth, but at least it was still brown. Even so, he was nonetheless having difficulty adjusting to it all. Not only was his once lightweight body significantly, heavier, every once in a while he turned into magma--like some kind of damn Subrosian. He couldn't even fully control the transformation yet, and he had already sacrificed one pair of pants to it.

Speaking of which, "Uh, thanks again for the Deku Trousers, sis." Sienna glanced at him. Her expression would've been difficult to read even if she wasn't wearing the mask. He shrugged. It had become commonplace among the Denzritas to make a 'Deku Tunic' using the properties of both Silver Scales and Dodongo Hide. Of course, trousers were inherently better than tunics. Either was fairly easy to craft for someone as skilled as Sienna. At least now he could go Guybrosian without setting his own clothes on fire. She had even extended the Dodongo Hide's property to his boots and scarf. He couldn't help but wonder if it was kindness, or just some hidden desire to be a tailor as well as an armorsmith... Either seemed uncharacteristic of her.

...

Nearly an hour passed of trotting through undergrowth. Sienna's glaive cleaved through a handful of Keese and one particularly unlucky Wolfos, before the pair and their steeds finally came towards the fabled clearing Guy had marked on his map.

"Julius said he would meet in this grotto," Guy mumbled, looking around for the Hylian. "I just hope Gustav made this map right..."

The open meadow was partially shielded from the sun, thanks to trees as tall as mountains. There seemed to be several statues lining the area, as well as cobbled stone now overrun with grass. Broken walls and crumbling structures were now covered in moss or weeds. A century or more ago, Sienna supposed there was some great citadel here, filled with powerful warriors. Unfortunately for her, it now seemed like the only thing this meadow housed were some form of pathetic woodland creatures.

"Let's get this over with," she grumbled at her brother. She knew Guy and Julius were seeking some sort of powerful fuel, with ancient origins. It was supposed to power some kind of flying machine, or something like that. It didn't seem of particular interest to Sienna. Flight was a coward's way to fight. She was more interested in this "gigantic sword" Guy told her about... wielded by some undead monster she unfortunately was not present to slay herself. The Hylian had supposedly sharpened and enhanced it for her, according to Guy... which, in truth, was the main motivation she had for making her brother's stupid little cloth trinkets in exchange.

She made a mental note to slaughter one or both of them if the sword did not meet her standards. At least Guy thinking of her while he slaughtered monsters was... awfully nice... at least by Sienna's standards. Well... on second thought, maybe she would only slaughter the Hylian.

As the Hylian approached, Sienna recognized him--or more specifically, recognized his armor. So he was that Julius, which she had met... twice maybe. For him she held the slightest bit of respect, if only because he was relatively capable--and unlike the eternally idiotic Guy, seemed to at least appreciate that iron was better than cloth. She hopped off her own Wolfos steed, glaring at him in silence.

Wait, where was the sword? Her steel-covered gauntlet reached up towards what he was handing her. What the fuck?! Was this supposed to be a weapon?! It was a damn toothpick! Even her pansy-ass brother wielded weapons bigger than this! Her mask hid her fury. Maybe she had completely misjudged the Hylian. She heavily considered ripping this toothpick out and using it to pry whatever genitals he had off his body, before mangling him further. With a swift, furious motion, she tore the blade from its scabbard...

"Oh," she muttered. Even her powerful frame flinched with the sheer weight the suddenly-titanic sword carried. The colossal cleaver had a blade as black as Sienna's heart, and as razor-sharp as her eternal, simmering rage. If that wasn't enough, the blade carried a profound sense of... menacing... despair... She supposed it was magical in nature, but didn't pretend to understand it. In all, the weapon... it was... it was beautiful. If Sienna had emotions, it might have brought a tear to her eye. She said two words that Guy suspected no mortal had ever heard uttered from his sister, "Good job, Julius."

"Damn," Guy mumbled, "She even called you by name..." He scratched his scraggy 'hair,' adding, "S-Sienna, I helped, you know. I mean we both found it." He trailed off, uneasily. She offered him a slight nod, before walking off in some random direction.

"Anyway," Guy looked towards Julius, from atop his own horse. He was a bit surprised the man didn't ask how a Deku Scrub was suddenly made out of stone. Maybe he thought it was some sort of weird condition old Deku Scrubs got. A Hylian would think something like that, so Guy cleared the air rather quickly, "A weird Hylian kid laid a curse on me. I'm some kind of rock mutant monster-thing," he said this all rather hurriedly and in monotone, "Oh, and I can turn into magma. I can't quite control that so well, so, uh, be careful."

Clearing his throat, he got back to what Julius was talking about. "I don't suppose you have some clue as to how to activate it?" With a slight pat of his hand on Gordon's mane, Guy gently moved the steed towards the ivory arch Julius now approached. Even like this, his head barely reached above that of the Hylian's...

...Meanwhile, Sienna was gleefully chopping trees in half with her new favorite toy.

Guy listened to Julius ramble off his title. The man was definitely a member of the Hyrule Guard, but was unsure how much else was true. How he ended up doing things like this with people like that was beyond him, that's for sure. For whatever reason Julius had yet to arrest him--and Sienna would probably slaughter the Hylian if he attempted it, anyway--so Guy didn't much care.

"Huh." There were suddenly massive gaps separating grassy platforms...and... Gordon had abruptly disappeared. Great. Guy glanced over the edge of one, seeing what appeared to be some kind of infinite If this was some kind of magical spell, he was particularly interested in learning it... "Do you think I'd be able to wall-walk down there?"

Meanwhile, Sienna was standing on a far platform, oblivious to what had caused this. She could distantly hear those two fools talking about something or other, but she didn't much care--they had probably triggered some divine wrath, or, whatever. Several platforms behind here, the horse and her Wolfos seemed slightly startled on what just transpired before, but were on safe ground. It didn't matter, Ravager could fend for himself, and she didn't care for Guy's stupid horse anyway. The thought of Ravager devouring it rather amused her. In any case, the trees she was so eagerly cleaving in half disappeared to create this strange tapestry of platforms on which she now stood. Perhaps it was time she tested out this sword on a more... amiable... target.

Sienna soared from one platform to the next, her glaive bouncing along as it was haphazardly secured onto her back, blade raising high into the air. Her sheathed sword was practically weightless, making it easier for her to approach one of the statues. Finally she landed right behind one of them, before leaping insanely high into the air--her Roc's Feather quivering. At the apex of her jump, she whipped out the sword and Iron Boots appeared on her feet. She came crashing down into the monster with a ferocious, shouting strike... her blade glowing with darkness.

"FUCK!" She bounced backwards, slamming into the side of one of the platforms, and she was falling into the abyss. At the last possible moment, one hand shot upwards and the magnets in her glove activated. Sienna was barely able to magnetize herself back up towards the statue, and onto the platform. Thankfully these damn things were metal... and nearly invincible. Catching her breath, Sienna sheathed her new toy, and let the sheath dangle at her hip. Two platforms over, she saw Guy and Julius staring at her--and she just glared at them, fists clenched.

"Well... seeing as how that barely scratched it," Guy trailed off. He squinted at the spot where his sister had struck. The cut was visible, but not even an inch deep, and the statue itself had hardly budged, "...I suppose we can't kill them." He looked over the platforms once more, noticing two had strange symbols on them... and the door itself had the same strange symbol. He pointed this out to Julius, then shrugged. The man seemed to know much more about this place than he did, that's for sure.

"Oh. I forgot to mention." Guy dug a hang into his satchel, before presenting a small sea shell that appeared to be made out of a dark, Deku-like wood. He tossed it to Julius. "Sienna, Gustav, Alice, and I all have one. Gustav uses it to contact me for odd jobs. I ended up getting more.... I'm guessing you know how to use a Commshell."

"It's been linked. I figured it would be convenient next time you want to call me out to the middle of nowhere." He smirked, wryly. It was a surprise the man had been able to contact him at all, considering Guy's complete lack of a static address. Even if Julius seemed trustworthy, he gave him the shell with a bit of hesitance. Needless to say, a physical link to the Hyrule Guard was a bit risky--for both of them. There was no doubt Julius knew he was questing alongside a thief and a murderer, but Guy chose to avoid asking him why. Maybe he was crooked. Maybe it was all an elaborate ruse. Maybe he was insane and just thought he was a captain. Guy didn't want to know.

The two Deku Scrubs ended up doing a lot of standing around with crossed arms as they watched him jumping to and fro from platform to platform. Sienna considered lending him her Roc's Feather, but didn't care enough. Besides, it looked like he was having fun. Guy gave him a bit of advice along the way, but he wasn't sure if it really mattered. Eventually, however, he managed to solve the puzzle, and all three of them approached the pedestal.

As Julius attempted to sing, he abruptly felt a fist slam into his stomach hard enough to stop that horrid noise from leaving his gullet, but not hard enough to seriously injure him. "Stop." Sienna was glaring at him ferociously. Whether or not he realized it, the Hylian didn't have a weapon lodged through him right now instead. She was far too accustomed with how much pain a creature could take before it actually caused damage--and Julius would be fine. She backed away, then glared at Guy in silence.

Guy coughed uneasily, before pulling out his Deku Saxophone instead. "I'm pretty decent at playing by ear..." To this, Sienna seemed at least indifferent. He guessed Julius wouldn't mind him, either. With a bit of a shrug, he pulled out his sword in one hand, grasping the blade as he handed it handle-first to Julius. "See if this fits." It was more of a dagger than a sword, by Hylian standards, but it seemed like their best bet.

With that said, Guy proceeded to wax out a smooth, jazzy version of the song he assumed Julius was trying to sing moments ago. Yeah, he thought to himself, I still got it. Thankfully it was a fairly simple song, but Guy took the opportunity to polish it up as best he could.

After Guy finished, his breaths were heavy, but he was satisfied with his performance of the song. What transpired was something of marvel, even to his ventured and world-weary eyes. It was just a staircase, but never had he seen one so beautifully built...

The two Scrubs watched as Julius ventured first up the stairs. Even Sienna seemed startled when he seemed to gradually disappear after only advancing a couple steps, leaving the two of them alone in a meadow. Guy exchanged an uneasy look with his sister. He wanted to make a sarcastic joke about, 'That's a good way to get rid of Hylians,' but already knew she would claim murdering them to be a better tactic. With a sigh, he stowed his saxophone back into the magical pouch on his hip. Instead he offered, "It didn't look like he was in pain."

"Disappointing," Sienna immediately responded.

Guy snickered.

Without saying anything more, Sienna uncrossed her arms and approached the stairs herself. She wasn't going to come all this way for nothing--and needless to say, there was no way she was about to let Julius show her up. With the first step, she glanced over her shoulder, seeing a transparent Guy. As she advanced fully onto the step, he vanished, and a floor of marble appeared beneath her. "Fancy," Sienna scoffed. Hylians seemed to always have the most ridiculous magic, as if they were so desperate to impress someone. It was as if all their sages just sat in a circlejerk, complimenting each other constantly about their useless accomplishments. On that subject, she made a mental note to decapitate the next Hylian she saw who wasn't wearing armor. A slight smile spread across her masked face.

As she advanced slowly up the stairs, Sienna saw a crumbled structure regrowing around her. Massive trees shrunk to saplings. Apparently she was traveling back in time. A logical person would probably think what will happen next, or how far back they're going. But no, Sienna was wondering if she accidentally murdered her ancestors, whether or not that would cause herself to disappear as well. Her contemplation was suddenly cut short when she saw Julius getting slaughtered by three Darknuts nearly twice his size--and quadruple her own. A spark of glee shot through her veins. One wielded a gigantic axe, another a massive mace, and the third an impressive longsword. They hadn't even noticed her--what fools.

Sienna charged forward, slinging her huge glaive as if it was a mere javelin. One Darknut--Sword--had to leap off Julius to deflect the weapon from stabbing into its back. Sienna already launched towards the next one closest to her, whipping her colossal demon-sword out of its tiny scabbard. Her body flung in a wide arc like a top, before cleaving the blade ferociously into Mace's armored calf. A ferocious CRACK echoed, and Sienna couldn't help but grin. Armor didn't protect from broken bones. The third one--Axe--pounced on top of her with a colossal overhead slash. "Damnit," she hissed, trying to evade it but knowing she wasn't fast enough--this was going to hurt.

A fiery blur shot through the air like a bullet, a pair of boots slamming hard into the side of the attacking Axe-Darknut's head. The attack made it lose balance enough that its weapon missed Sienna entirely, landing into the ground a foot to her left. The Darknut, it stumbled several steps away, almost collapsing under the weight of its own axe. Guy rebounded off, his body flickering with flames, as he shot a strangely ferocious look at Julius, "Thought you were gonna keep them to yourself or something?" He gave a slight nod to Sienna. How strange that she would actually need aid in battle... It seemed these weren't foes Sienna could just overpower with reckless fury.

Hoping a thief and a murderer to fight as far as a Captain of the Hyrule Guard was vain, to say the least. After narrowing evading a few blows, the two trios had paired off. Julius faced the sword-wielding Darknut, Sienna had drawn the attention of the mace-wielder, and Guy hadn't let the axe-wielder work his weapon on anyone else.

Guy couldn't help but wonder where exactly they were, and why these things were both honorable yet apparently eager to kill them. Ganon's Darknuts were rarely so merciful. If it wasn't for that jackass's sake, then who or what were they guarding? Guy hissed as he narrowly hopped back away from a horizontal swing of that catastrophic axe. He didn't have time to think about why--these guys didn't exactly seem to be in a talkative mood. He sidestepped a vertical--shit, that was a feint--his shield ate the Darknut's kick, sending him skidding back on his hover boots. These things didn't leave a damn opening, even for one as fast as him--no, he'd have to make one.

Guy glared up at the Darknut, waiting for it to strike. As usual, his stance was wide open--a heavy horizontal axe tore across at him from the side. He leaped with tremendous, Roc-enhanced height, until his head was over even the gigantic Darknut's. He spat a Deku Nut right in its face, before immediately propelling downward across its neck. The Darknut's eyes predictably shut just in time--but left it completely exposed as Guy's shield smashed into its helm, throwing it clean off and bouncing across the ground. Guy landed with a skid, before the two warriors abruptly turned to face each other. "Finally, I can see that beautiful face of yours.~" Sheathing his sword, he whipped out a pair of throwing knives in its place. Now he'd find out if they were any good at actually dodging attacks...

...

Sienna was forced to leap out of the way as a mace as big as her body pulverized the ground, sending out a visible, magical shockwave for several feet. She fucking hated maces. They were the only non-magical weapon capable of negating her armor, and of course it was actually wielded by something that knew how to use it. She really got shafted with this Darknut--but it didn't matter. Sienna still had every intent of crushing this thing like a tin can--even if its weapon alone was the size of her.

Sienna advanced forcefully, her eyes keen to the twitch in the mosnter's muscles--yes, going for a diagonal strike. The weight of the mace was lethal, but slowed the gigantic beast down so much Sienna had time to predict. There was no feinting with this beast. Her body narrowly ducked under the attack--the mace striking the horns of her helmet, flinging it off her head. No sooner did the blow glance her, then she spun out a ferocious spin, letting her gigantic blade tear into the creature's calves even as it struggled to move out of the way. Second hit to them. She saw the creature fall to one knee--exactly what she wanted.

Sienna rushed in for the kill, only for the creature to abruptly sling the colossal mace at her as if it was a toy. Her free arm shot up, catching--or more like getting pummeled by--the mace, dropping it to the floor. Even through her armor, that burned. Her Muscle Band was supposed to make her as strong as a Darknut, but it was difficult to tell... This one definitely seemed to have more muscle than the others.

It had already drawn a sword. Sienna chuckled--even her blade was bigger than that pansy-ass longsword. The Darknut limped onto one leg, before thrusting towards Sienna with a jab. She couldn't help but grin. So predictable. Her left gauntlet batted the sword out of her face, then immediately shot towards the monster's chest. Magnets activated in both gloves as Sienna leaped up into the air. Her massive sword was dropped mid-leap, as she wiped out her wakizashi in its place. The Darknut was stumbling forward as Sienna was soaring upward, her small sword drawn back at the perfect angle--THERE.

Her wakizash stabbed ferociously right under the monster's helmet, and into its neck. She deactivated the magnets, twisting wildly as she fell out of its neck, being sure to tear not only its windpipe, but whatever else was in there. Her armored body struck the floor with a colossal THUD. The monster gagged and shuddered in pain above her, falling onto all fours over her. In moments, blood began to gush out of its helmet, and onto Sienna's exposed face. ...Even by her standards, that was pretty gross, but the kill was nonetheless exquisite. She could see the Darknut's eyes through its helmet, that look of shock and horror. If it could still speak, she was sure it would be screaming, 'How? How could I be beaten by someone so small?!' But alas, no sound came out--no, she took care of that. Her hand shot up for no apparent reason, fingers twisting and stabbing into the wound she herself created. It was the most beautiful sensation her fingers could graze. Even if she felt his heart in her hand, she knew it wouldn't bring him so much pain. Her entire body shuddered wildly, armor audibly rattling, before finally the body died outright and collapsed on top of hers...

She shoved away the fresh corpse--despite the fact it made her look like a child by comparison--and stood up. A sigh of profound satisfaction escaped her gullet. If Guy or Julius noticed her face, they would find the mangled mass of wood to look oddly... happy...

Not wasting any more time, Sienna Magnet Glove'd her helmet back into her hand, before shoving it back onto her head. The blood could be washed off later. Her eyes pierces the room--wondering if anyone else had died yet...

...

(EDIT: Because apparently I need to finish off both Darknuts? )

Meanwhile, the last remaining Darknut was un-helmed, and had just received a knife to its eye. Howling it pain, it swung ferociously at Guy. The stone Scrub backed away in the neck of time, feeling the blade glance off his stone skin for a tiny cut. The monster was strangely enraged now, reckless, as one hand desperately clutched his eye. It made the following attack almost too easy--Guy leaped forward and over a swing of the axe, then propelled at wild speed towards its face, his palms striking the back of the embedded knife with such force that it sunk entirely into the monster's skull.

Guy front-flipped over its body, landing with a dramatic flourish as the titan fell behind him with a catastrophic, echoing noise. All in all, this fight felt... surprisingly easy, for Darknuts. Guy couldn't help but wonder if he and his companions had been underestimated.

Guy shrugged uneasily. He just recovering his knife from where a corpse had been mere seconds ago, and was already polishing it mid-stride. "You're right, Julius." He glanced over his shoulder, at the lack of corpses, wondering aloud. "What were they guarding...?"

Sienna was disappointed to see the Darknut corpses explode into light, vanishing before her eyes. She hissed in annoyance, admitting, "I wanted... those weapons." While even she was sure she couldn't carry them all, two probably could have fit in Guy's pouch, and the axe wouldn't have been too heavy. With a grunt, she wiped the blood off her wakizashi, then sheathed it. By the time Sienna had recovered her glaive, Guy and Julius were already heading through the door up ahead. "One day, Guy, you're going to take an axe to the face."

He smirked, "You know that's how I fight." Indeed, his foe was so ferociously powerful that if he had been an inch to the left at the wrong moment, he likely would be missing a limb right now. He was rather disappointed about killing the monster--he hoped it would cede after taking the hit to its eye, but Darknuts never seemed to give up. "I did take at least one hit though..." He pointed to a gash a couple inches long across his arm. "I suppose in this form I don't bleed... still hurts, though." He chuckled. All that aside, he had taken an axe to the face on at least one occasion.

Guy cut off the small talk as Julius moved towards the door. It almost felt rushed, but the two Scrubs advanced to either side of him, weapons drawn, ready to pummel their way through the next room.

...

An arrow hit a shield, Guy's eyes darted to the source. Was it the only one here? Regardless, Guy's shield was already up, and the reptile had already notched another arrow. Sienna grinned at her brother, "Afraid of a cowardly lizard?" She said this of course, far enough back off the ledge that the angle of a shot at her was impossible.

Guy chuckled, "Pretty sure a longbow could puncture steel and stone." He suddenly remembered a technique his sister mentioned mastering earlier, and thus adding, "But can it puncture Sienna?"

Every once in a while, Sienna remembered why she hadn't slaughtered her brother yet. There was the slightest of grins in her voice, "I'll give you an opening. Thank me." With that said, her armor jostled and launched clean off the ledge, soaring through the air. The Beamos looked up at its assailant abruptly, eye shining with energy. Like a bolt of lightning, Sienna's glaive shot out of the sky, cleaving through the Beamos like butter, stabbing clean through the machinery's face. A split second later, her heavily-armored frame SMASHED boots-first into what remained of the creature, landing with a grotesque sound.

She rapidly rolled onto one knee, both palms suddenly flared towards the Dynalfos. With not even a split-second to spare, Sienna braced herself against its arrow, causing the hunk of wood to break against her palms as if they were a cement wall.

The Dynalfos flinched in agony as a blade sunk into its exposed abdomen, a split-second before a stone scrub dropped off the wall and fell onto it blade-first. Climbing across its back like a spider monkey, Guy burst into flames, his hands themselves lethal weapons as he twisted the sword deeper and harder. He felt claws raking against his stone arms, but the beast couldn't get a solid strike against him... Until it abruptly flung the Scrub clean off it, albeit leaving the sword lodged in its back.

Guy snickered in mid-air, before abruptly propelling back towards the beast with insane speed, his flaming body tackling it to the ground, before finishing it off. Out of nowhere, he hissed in pain as an arrow tore across his left arm--knocking out a good size of his stony flesh. He rapidly hid behind his shield, tucking into the wall where the Dynalfos hid. He breathed hard, clutching the fresh wound. He knew it would be reckless to follow Sienna, but she didn't give him much of a choice...

Glancing over the top of Guy's shield, he saw Sienna brace an arrow aimed at her, before she and Julius launched towards another Dynalfos that had hidden in a corner they couldn't have seen from the ledge.

Guy pushed himself up--the coast seemed clear--and headed towards the other. In two fights, he had already sustained two flesh wounds... He supposed Darknuts and Dynalfos were more powerful foes that his typical enemies, but he still disliked it compared to his track record. He wasn't sure if his stone body would get infection from wounds, but didn't want to find out. The other two seemed to be discussing armor--predictably enough--giving Guy a moment to take out some makeshift bandages and wrap them securely over his arm.

"Oh," Sienna glanced at the Dodongo Hide. She did vaguely remember their exchange, but honestly never expected to see this man again after how their last excursion ended. Now that that prick Guy was buddy-buddy with him, though, it probably meant she would be seeing more of him in situations like this.

Her free hand reached for the hide, feeling its texture. It would make for decent mail. There was something actually resembling interest in her voice as she admitted, "I can find time for it... I suppose." There were brief periods where her body was neither slaughtering anything, nor neck-deep in brutal exercise. Mailsmithing could be done in place of her normal meditation routine. It might be... pleasant.

"Give it to Guy," she dropped the words, callously, "He has the pouch." That fool better not ruin this damn fine material. In truth, she didn't normally carry any kind of bag for stowing things like that. She had weapons and rations--everything else just seemed like a burden, most of the time. After Julius did so, Sienna eyed him carefully...

...Although she had made a large amount of armor in her time, Hylians were not among her normal clientele. Julius could probably feel her cold, evaluating eyes across his body. Most of her measurements were done by eye--or by touch. She didn't much care for meters and inches. She considered how much comfort he would need, what with that disgusting, gooey, oil-secreting skin he had. This wasn't enough to make an entire suit of platemail without thinning it.... maybe a breastplate...

"What raiment did you seek?" The words came coldly, indifferently, as if she was talking to an animate object.

Guy somewhat reluctantly took both hides. What was he, his sister's errand boy? Not to mention, why the hell was Julius getting sized in the middle of a dungeon--one that was apparently some kind of anomaly in space-time, no less. Did neither of them even consider the possibility that they would not be able to return? No, of course not, they were too busy flirting over making things to kill people with. If he had eaten anytime recently, he would have vomited.

Sienna strode in silence around Julius, using her colossal glaive as if it was a walking stick. After talking out a piece of chalk, she compared her glaive to that of Julius frame in several key ways--making several key markings along the length of her weapon's handle, using script presumably only she understood. "Scalemail--a thin tunic of it," she dropped the words. With a groan of annoyance--as if disgusted with having to cater to someone else's preferences, she added, "If you don't mind an extra layer." It was painfully obvious she didn't want an answer. Sienna firmly believed scales were superior to plate, but didn't bother explaining that. Once it seemed her measurements were complete, she put away the chalk. "Put your skin back on," she nearly growled the words, "You look disgusting." Gooey, greasy, soft--Hylians were some of the most revolting creatures imaginable. They were even worse than those damn furry mammals they liked to keep as pets.

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Guy's face grimaced uneasily. He began to try to scheme some way he could scheme Julius out of that hookshot--he had been wanting one for a while--but couldn't think of a good plan that ended well for him, under the current circumstances. Maybe he would revisit options later, but for now he remarked, "Nice find. I'm... admittedly jealous. I've been wanting one." With a sigh, his arms crossed, and he looked towards Sienna. Her mask was pulled down, and she was silently glaring at Julius for no apparent reason. Was she still evaluating the dimensions of his future armor, or was she planning to murder him for the hookshot? Maybe it was best he himself didn't find it after all... It would hardly be the first time Sienna (nearly) murdered one of his friends. At least she usually asked him first. That was a good thing, right? Right.

"Press on," Sienna abruptly commanded, her cold voice dropping the words. She abruptly pointed her glaive towards a ledge near the ceiling, almost twenty feet up. The ceiling above it was, strangely, wooden. "Hookshot up, then throw it down to me." She glared towards Guy, only to see him already walking towards the wall casually. The douche just leaped up, then double-jumped, and finally propelled the full distance up there... What a fucking prick.

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Once there, Guy was abruptly charged by a Helmasaur--which he rather easily leaped over, hitting its backside with a kick. The things weren't exactly known for being smart, and the added impact was enough to fling the beast clear off the edge, landing a few feet away from Julius and Sienna with a grotesque CRUNCH. A moment of silence followed, before they heard Guy call out, "No worries. That was the only one."

Indeed, the area he discovered was an area with a shallow ceiling--ten feet by ten feet, roughly. There didn't seem to be any exit, but he figured the Helmasaur must've gotten up here somehow. While waiting for the others, he began to inspect the tiles of the floor, wondering if any of them were loose...

Guy glanced towards Julius with a bit of surprise. The man had recognized the device pretty easily--had he never used it before? He had the strange assumption that both he and Sienna had at least tried them out. He shrugged it off, admitting, "Yeah. You'll get used to it."

A couple second later, Sienna herself shot up through the air, stumbling awkwardly as she landed. She readjusted herself and her armor, before tossing the device back to Julius. She momentarily considered just keeping it, but, moving that quickly through the air made it difficult to keep her bearing. "Don't like it," she grumbled, "Keep it."

Guy snickered quietly, glancing back at her, before he continued inspecting the tiles. Sienna was almost disappointed when a tileworm didn't shoot up and fling him across the room--he was being too slow and cautious. He approached but didn't touch several tiles, three of which shifted warily. "Yup," he pointed them out to his comrades, giving them a knowing look. Good thing they all seemed to be thinking the same thing. Without much fanfare, Guy avoided him and pushed through the illusion. With a sigh, he admitted, "I really need to get one of those next time I meet Alice..."

Meanwhile, Sienna took the time to ripe up a nearby tile by force, and smash her fist into the tileworm that was helplessly attached to it. The spikes of her forearm raked across its face, turning it into a bloody, grotesque pulp. She proceeded to give the other two the same treatment. It wasn't truly satisfying, but it felt relieving to crush their miserable little lives regardless. It was like popping zits, for her.

When Julius and Sienna moved through the illusion as well, they entered a rather cramped little room filled with barrels and crates. The door had been a helmasaur-sized hole broken through it. Guy was already inspecting the barrels, almost gleeful as he looked over his shoulder towards them. "Hey... Julius... you remember that nectar we found at that city in the sky?"