"Eh? Can't fly? You poor thing," said Okuu. She had never met a flightless person before. She could only guess how sad, pathetic, and lonely this poor man must have been for all of his life. There was a look of abject pity in the bird's eyes.

"You must have been bullied a lot, huh? Is that why you became a hero of justice? Because that's kinda cool."

Then there was an incredibly loud explosion, and the castle shook even more than it had been shaking what with all the laser blasts and fireballs and everything. Speaking of fireballs, Okuu felt a bit warmer as the old lady's spells struck her back. It was really kind of nice. Okuu turned around to look at the sister that flung fire at her, and said, "Could you make the might of the Greudo people go a little lower? That would be just right," before turning back to face Bee. These two grannies flew, did comedy, [i]and[/i] provided nice warm fire baths. Okuu was a fan.