[h1][center][color=darkviolet]Speed[/color] [color=red]Demon[/color][/center][/h1]

Arthur stretched his arms out as the group entered the enormous palace of capitalism. The mall was a pretty alright place to hang-out a bond as a group but overall Arthur was pretty indifferent to being there. He thought it was a good idea for the team to stick together and get to know each other but at the same time he didn't particularly want to look at anything. He'd spent plenty of time at the mall in his life but it was more out of idle boreditude than anything else. As the others discussed where they wanted to go, Arthur looked over and saw what looked like a shifty fellow in a hoodie. Arthur wasn't one to judge a book by it cover but this guy's cover looked all sorts of rotten.

[b][color=red]'I know what your thinking due to me being quite literally in your head and I vote we do not escalate anything here.'[/color][/b]

[color=darkviolet]'Thats a first coming from you. Did ya finally have a change of heart?'[/color]

[b][color=red]'Hardly. I simply wish to not have my magical reserves wasted on an unimportant mortal.'[/color][/b]

[color=darkviolet]'Well for all we know that guy might be some sort of lovecraftian horror or something'[/color] Arthur retorted to which L'Iego simply replied with a mental huff of disbelief. Arthur readied his hands in case he needed to let lose a few spells in the coming minutes.