It was better to not go back after all. Rather cruel, but cowardice was better an option than death. The plains were bizarre. This world was bizarre. First, a massive lizard noise. Interrupted by a massive explosion, then forced to walk the long path to not horribly dying alone from dehydration, starvation, or giant lizards. This world was bizarre as shit. Each step made her feet tingle. Not out of exhaustion, no. This was something different. It was grass. Her thin boots did little to stop the grass from glancing her ankles. In fact, wasn't this grass getting longer for no reason? It was the same land and nobody would fertilize grass. Fertilizing grass was bizarre. The grass had rapidly increased in length compared to the grass behind. Not an absurd amount, but enough so that anyone actually paying attention to the grass (which Jyu-ni was doing for some bizarre, lonely reason) would notice. It doing this probably had something to do with the explosion, but what?

Magic, the only way that Jyu-ni could categorize the tinglings, was fuckin' weird.

An explosion. Complete baby shit compared to the nuke that proceeded to blow the shit up out of the digger group. In the distance, a small figure floated above it. Then, a voice. It was similar to Jyu-in's. That sort of indeterminate drunk speech that was hella bizarre. The small man was a distance away. Wait, small? Using the precise calculations known as "guesstimation", Jyu-in confirmed that at that range, the man wasn't ordinary. No, he was a very large man. Big, if you would. That was pretty much the only word to describe that giant. In awe at the size of that absolute unit, Jyu-ni's vision seemingly locked onto him. If her eyes had a zoom function, it would have actually done something besides gather the bare basics of his appearance and the floating boxes. Wait, floating and drunk speech?

Motherfucker, her gimmick was stolen.

The giant had asked about what was going on back there. Irene had awkwardly asked the big man how he was after giving an awkward non-answer. Albrecht, their semi-functional and FEARLESS leader, had actually given an answer. He deadass ratted out the digging team while simultaneously denying all responsibility. Truly the work of an amazing CEO.

[color=5DFF03]"Tha lizerd,"[/color] she added to the explanations, [color=5DFF03]"and 'ere was a lizerd's roar. Me ears are still ringin'. Real loud, it was."[/color]