The click-clack of loose stones hitting the ground accompanied Lily's final landing. She had spent the last two-or-so hours alternating between jumping and sliding down rocky earth, thanking the World-Drakes that her tails were actually useful for more than just decorations, and actually helped her keep her balance. All the while she carried Mouse, somewhere in the back of her mind being equally thankful that he was a small dog, and so easily carried. She gently put him down, giving him a few, quick scratches behind the ear before rising to her full height, surveying the area. 

Around her was mostly rock and dirt, the odd clumb of asphalt and metal pipes. Truly the ground and bedrock had been blown to smithereens, leaving only pieces left of whatever constructions had been above, and below, ground prior to the explosion. Mouse took particular interest in a piece of red rock that might have once been part of an impressive artefact from one of the now-destroyed buildings. Or it might have just been a red brick. In the distance, behind and above her, she could heard the sound of metal against stone, which told her that Brucie was not far behind, even despite the obvious difference in their levels of mobility. A glance confirmed what she heard, the shark clumsily making his way down by going from handhold to handhold, forcing his metal claws into whatever narrow crevices he could find, whenever there was a lack of better places to grab hold. 

While she rested and waited for her companion to catch up to her, she began looking for routes to take. Ahead of her was the massive city constructed of metal, stone and light. It was unlike anything she had ever seen before. From the sprawling cityscape of the Academy, to the yet wild and untouched areas of the alps, Lily had seen nothing like this in her own homeworld. Just looking at it gave her the feeling that this was something entirely alien. In a way, it was obvious as everything in this world was alien by mere definition, but more that this was neither human nor mythic of origin. It was more, and yet not. [i]I have a bad feeling about this.[/i] And yet, she couldn't afford to let herself be unnerved by something she got a strange vibe off of. She was a Kitsune, one of the best illusionists among the Mythics. She had walked through nightmares and come out unscathed. She shouldn't be scared, not when she herself had the ability to conjure up things that would make even the Titans turn tail and run. She let herself close her eyes for a few moments, and breathed in, bringing her hands to her chest. Then, opening her eyes, she breathed out and stretched her arms out in front of her: Palms crossed and facing forward. 

With her composure reasserted she fixed her eyes on the area between her and the as-of-yet distant city, already planning the route that was both the most direct and safest. There were the remains of the stone columns the giant bird had demolished, those she would have to clumb over or between. She [i]had[/i] been able to see gaps in the colums, through which some of the light from the city had penetrated, which meant that there should, at least, be enough space to squeeze through. Slender as she was, it should be possible, though the tails could prove an issue. Brucie, however, was another problem entirely. He might have to climb over, rather than between, the "roots" of two of the destroyed columns. With luck, the debris of said columns would have falle in such a way that it allowed Brucie to scale it with ease. She looked over her shoulder at where Brucie was now sliding down the slope, struggling with his balance. She briefly eyed his metallic claws, deciding that he would have little trouble climbing if it came to that. He had made it down here, after all, which was arguably a far more challenging endeavour. 

She turned back to the expanse before her, and finally decided which route to take. [i]There's enough ambient light to see by down here.
 For me, at least. And with an opponent being nearby down here, I have to be careful. Avoiding the fungi will leave me with the best chances for getting the first strike. Although...[/i] She grimaced. [i]The announcement from a while ago said that the drones will now point us towards our next opponent. So even keeping to the shadows won't guarantee going unseen. But there probably aren't any contestants with better senses than me, so I should at least be able to get the jump on them regardless. I'll spot them first, even with the drones being a dead giveaway.[/i] She would avoid the water to the best of her ability, knowing well the dangers that came with wet tails. Even if the chances of getting soaked were small, it was not a risk she was willing to take. After that, it was as simple as just going forward, while keeping eyes and ears out for any strangers. 

Speaking of eyes. 

Moving one of her tails in front of her, she took the pair of child-like toy glasses from it. She had received them as a prize from her previous fight and had yet to test them out. For the most part they looked just like any other set of goofy eyewear, with some sort of button in the middle of the front, between the eyes. It was not too far a stretch to assume that the button might have something to do with whatever effect the glasses had. She pushed it and held the glasses as far away from her body as possible, the glasses facing outwards in case of spontaneous death rays. [i]Never know with this world,[/i] she thought when, after several moments of waiting, nothing had happened. When it became evident that there was no immediate threat to them, she carefully put them on, fully aware of how utterly ridiculous they made her look. Nothing seemed to happen at first. Everything looked much the same, yet still a little bit different. She still saw rock all over the place, as well as errant pieces of bent and broken metal. It was only when she looked down at Mouse that the ability of said glasses made itself evident. 

She still saw the dog that he was, but she saw so much more at the same time. His skin and flesh had become transparent, his bones exposed to her eyes. She could still see the flesh, however, as if it was an imperfect x-ray. It was like a slightly dirty piece of glass she saw it through. Still somewhat hesitant, she clicked the button on the front of the glasses, and found her vision return to normal. As it turned out, the button was like a switch. On and off. 

"Huh," she said taking off the glasses, "interesting." She let one of her tails take it again, keeping it safe while she moved about. At this point, Brucie had finally made his way down to her, and looked surprisingly tired for someone who didn't really have to move his own limbs to get about. 

"Rock climbing. Couldn't it have been running?" He asked, glancing about. 

"No, it couldn't have been. Take a piece of bread to eat if you need to regain some strength, but for now we're off." She called to Mouse and told him to stay near, then turned to face the distant city. "We have about a kilometre and a half before we meet that city there. I don't know what we'll come across, or if it will be dangerous or not. We'll stick to the dark, avoiding the water and fungi, and stay low. I've been able to get the jump on every opponent so far. I want to keep it that way." She let out a low whistle and started forward, Mouse at her side. Behind her, Brucie followed.