Rather than jump back up towards the top, Ajax went through the holes left by Ganondorf and Bee as they moved on with their battle. Dammit why was following the fight so difficult, first a bunch of numbskulls constantly interrupting and then this. Why were nice, clean fights within a comfortable, agreed-upon area so damn difficult to find out there. Did people not enjoy having spectactors to their matches? Ajax pondered this as he followed the telltale signs of battle, not to mention sounds of gunfire, to where Bee and Jack were. As he approached, he could see that the cowboy was handling a flamer. Killing things with fire wasn't a bad call. "Smells good. What's cooking?" he asked the pair.