Cyrul grinned as he heard the speech. Destroy everything in your way or die trying? That was a mindset he could get behind, and with Cheshire Grievance at his side there was no way he was going to die trying. He watched as his new friends from yesterday were launched high into the air, drawing his weapon and unfolding it into combat mode as he knew his turn was coming up, and then suddenly he was being launched through the air at high speeds. The wind forces and time were working against him as he shifted his body and weapon, planting his feet on the backs of the two large machete-like blades of Cheshire Grievance, at an angle to the ground. He could see a spot coming up where he was pretty sure he would be landing and braced himself for impact. Five, four, three, two, one, and his blades slammed into the ground, burying themselves in the hard dirt of the pathway and stopping all of his downwards momentum, and most of the vertical. What vertical momentum remained he used to flip forward, still holding onto Cheshire Grievance as his flip pulled it out of the ground, landing on his feet in a combat ready stance before looking around... And seeing Seilbar standing just a short distance away. He grinned a bit as he made eye contact with the fox girl, waving. "Hey! Fancy meeting you here."