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Zen watched as the dragon began to roast, it crackled like a campfire and eventually flayed down to the bone, that's when the fire began to die.

His ears perked up as he heard the sounds of destruction from the Northwest. It sounded like a bombing or something. What the hell was going on? Was Gaia at war with the Zurgs now? Xallen's eyes flickered again; it'd be necessary to be cautious from this point on. He motioned for Zen to follow and ran off toward Old Barton.

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That wasn't the sort of thing you saw every day.

No, seriously. That was kinda odd. A dragon, just laying around.

Dead, too.

Kalis slowed down to observe the spectacle, pulling around the thing. He considered trying to pull some teeth, but... he didn't really know what they'd do, if anything, or how he could use them. They'd probably just set the bag he put them in on fire or something, like any magic thingy.

Instead, he just drove right up to the water of the fountain in Barton Square, stretching, with a long yawn. And then?

He walked his bike right against the edge of the fountain, pulled out a hankerchief, and started splashing the thing and scrubbing it down.

He was clean, and he wanted his bike to be too.

Because that just wasn't a nice smell.

Kalis jumped, dropping the most recent handful of water on the ground and looking at the fountain. He didn't see...

Oh.

It was another one of those.

"Err, pardon?"

So... this thing... probably had a marble somewhere in it, that was causing all the funkiness? Maybe not, it might just talk, but he was fairly certain it hadn't been cheering him during the Heaven or Hell rounds. So, he had to figure out where the marble was, and how to yank it out before the thing went from snappy to dangerous. Or something. "I'm sorry, I'm trying to get my bike clean, see... it smells like s**t."

Straight. Forward.

Now, if I were a talking fountain, where would... hell, how should I know. Talking fountain!

"Erm, sorry." he blinked. "Guess I should have asked first."

So, he was sort of confused he had to do something. It was really only just water... so he shouldn't feel bad... probably? But he needed to get the marble, and he didn't want to risk pushing this thing too, far and...

Oh, screw it.

"-canIhavethispleasethankyou?" he shot out as he plunged a flattened hand into the water like a knifeblade, aiming to go in quick straight to the marble and snatch it out.

"Hey!"

He sighed, sticking his hand into his pockets and lifting one foot up high.

Unforunately, things looked like they'd have to get mildly rough. Sorta. It was a shame he wasn't better at creative solutions.

"I showered and washed these! I am perfectly clean."



He slammed an armored boot into the lip of the fountain with brutal stomp. And continued.

These monuments weren't built for strength, but they were made to last, so in just a few slams he'd have a nice little chunk of rock missing for the water to start draining out of the fountain through.

"Ah... thanks."

He almost felt guilty. She was only water, really, but... cry

Kalis bent over, taking the marble in his hand, and pocketing the thing. His bike was smelly, and his leg felt a little tight from all the extra umph he'd been putting into that thing to up the hits a little. Still, he shook it out quickly before he had his run for it.

He might of stuck around, and just lolligagged, tried to put some of the stone back in, or looked for a hose he could get to wash the bike off.

But he didn't want to be there when a cop showed up and flew into a fury about the vandalism.

One stern faced man whom he hoped wasn't an officer, glared at him.

"I'll, ah, come back for the ticket and stuff later!"

Spoiler: He wasn't.

So, Kalis and his stinky bike departed.

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"Sieg Engines nah...Id rather it not be named off of me. What about SOUL POWER.", though Sieg coudnt speak something in all caps because the speaking was done in a verbal manner, the way he said it would make you picture it in all caps.

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