Hearing a voice from above, he focused on what looked like a silhouette of a person upon the ladder that called out his name, sounding just like Rose. Surely he hadn't caught up with them that quickly, did he? He stood there, waving tiredly. "Oh, hey," he spoke. "You guys alright? I saw you get attacked back there, so I tried to distract them with whatever I could find." Grabbing a rung on the ladder, he slowly started to pull himself upward, grunting and heaving a sigh or two ever so often. He wasn't why Rose was here, but he was glad that it wasn't any immediate type of danger.

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Bellua stood in the middle of a desert like area, peering up into the sky and watching a floating land slowly drift through the clouds. His smirk had more descended into a look of pensive frustration, feeling himself getting closer to his destination. Sniffing the air, he found a new scent distracting him from his goal, and so he wandered, watching a lone tornado tear through the desert area. Before long, he could see someone walking in the distance and he pursued them until he could call easily gather the being's attention.

"You there," he called out, the lack of noise from all around making it easy to be heard. "I require information about the location of my creator."