Rawk looked at Jack. [color=red]"I'll let you indulge yourself. Me, however... well, it's always better safe than sorry."[/color] Rawk said. He glanced over at Bee fiddling with a case, and at Okuu building a sand castle. Rawk decided to go over and see what was going on. 

Link, meanwhile, stayed near Ajax. He liked the warrior's personality so far. Plus, if he had bested Ganondorf in hand-to-hand combat, then there had to be something special about him. Link fingered the back of his left hand, where his own Triforce mark was etched there, dull and seemingly dead. He must not have awakened the Triforce of Courage yet. Perhaps a time paradox effect? Link stared absently at the ocean while musing over why his Triforce of Courage hadn't awakened...

Meanwhile, Rawk approached Okuum, just as Bee finished his decorations. As Rawk rested the scepter in the sand, the handle elongated, so where he was holding was level with his torso, while the bottom rested in the sand. [color=red]"A homely feel, huh? I dunno if I can be much help, but if you need anything, I'll try to help out here."[/color] Rawk said. The way he stood, it was almost like a King talking to one of his loyal subjects. All Rawk was missing was royal-looking clothes and a kingly cape. Oh, and the crown. Rawk didn't have that either. Honestly, he was still trying to figure out what the strange voice had said. How would he become like the King? The only way Rawk saw it was that he was the most vulnerable of the Pieces, but the most important.