Cuban Pete, feigning shock and awe, leaned over the impromptu ramparts to watch the battle unfold. Sure enough, there were two human figures desperately running away from a giant boar. _Since that muscled fellow hopped down to "watch" the fight, maybe he'll deal with the boar. Maybe he'll get hurt enough for me to have at him, too! Oh, that would be grand!_ Cuban Pete rubbed his hands together menacingly as he thought of all the fun he could get up to with _three_ fresh brains.

Turning back to Cirno and Okuu, Cuban Pete shrugged in an exaggerated display of unsureness. He took his Hand Teleporter out, and showed it to the two. With an over-elaborate hand motion, he pressed a random button on the Teleporter's display. With a familiar sad-sounding electric crackle, a bright-blue portal opened at Cuban Pete's feet. Stepping backwards off the portal, Cuban Pete motioned towards it. Evidently, he wanted them to do... something with the portal.