[center][h1][b][color=deepskyblue]Phoenix Wright[/color][/b][/h1]
[b][color=springgreen]Level:[/color][/b] 2
[b][color=springgreen]Day/Time:[/color][/b] Day Two, Afternoon
[b][color=springgreen]Location:[/color][/b] Dream Land
[b][color=springgreen]Tag:[/color][/b][@Etherean Fire][@Zarkun][@Guardian Angel Haruki][@Holy Soldier]
[b][color=springgreen]Word Count:[/color][/b] 312
[b][color=springgreen]XP:[/color][/b][color=deepskyblue]///[/color]/////// (13/20)[/center]


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	 Phoenix Wright did not have any answers or responses. The entire ordeal explained by the blonde swordsman and the striped pajama kid amounted to no sense. The lawyer wished he did not have to participate in these challenges nor did he acknowledge why he was chosen. The other combatants seemed more capable of handling such a task while he, Phoenix Wright remained just a noble ace attorney. What they appeared to deal with might have ranged from small to large enemies. All Phoenix Wright deals with is the occasional lawsuit or murder case.

	The conversation ended short. Phoenix Wright felt he had more questions, but apparently, someone was in danger. Surprisingly, Marx turned out to be one of many fights the ace attorney was going to have to suffer through. Wright steadily kept his pace along with the others to the next room. He tried not to exert himself too much on the staircase; a suit can make a man incredibly sweaty. 

	Once he reached the room, he found himself along with two other cute creatures. He frowned and wondered why the enemies of this land were so small and playful. Phoenix Wright looked around at his surroundings. The room itself was odd; it was unlike the previous room he encountered. A drumset best described the area his party occupied. This somehow predicted the enemies' personalities and powers. The duo talked and hinted at several explosives so that was most likely their gimic. 

	Wright was going to speak, but the kid spoke first. He gulped and swallowed his words. He decided to let the kid speak first before taking any actions. The ace attorney respected Frisk's attempt at convincing the enemy to stand down. The less bloodshed, the better. Marx did not cooperate, but there was hope that these enemies might differ.  Then again, this could just lead to another fight.   [/color]