“Tch, alright.” GM responded to Callum’s request that the roleplayers be left alone. Fighting them wouldn’t be very much fun at this point, anyway — as was evident by the fact that they hardly had any powers to play around with. “You ready to go, Le-yolo?” he asked as Basilix re-materialized behind them. “No wait, ‘yolo’ doesn’t work on you — I’ll have to think of something else…” 

Meanwhile, while Muse was just about to tell himself to ignore GM and his henchmen completely, he couldn’t help but allow Leon’s sudden mood change to catch his attention. Despite how cocky he’d been a moment ago, his much more timid demeanor suggested GM had really broken him… He kind of felt sorry for the kid, but Callum was right, they were in no condition to try to fight GM or anything. Instead, he tried turning his attention to the other RPers. “Like Callum said, you just have to believe that you’re capable of things. The claim that Callum had ice powers was a total lie — but because he believed it, he could form that power for himself. He’s the living proof!” he exclaimed, before realizing their efforts weren’t doing much to convince them of the truth behind their powers. He tried approaching it from a different angle. “Let’s see… If it helps, you can think of it as ‘power of will’ — you can will your abilities into existence. Whatever abilities you want, you can make them happen… [i]with your mind[/i].” He emphasized the last few words especially as he pressed his fingers against his own forehead, hoping he could make the powerset sound a little less… childish. Muse didn’t think he was doing a very good job, though.