Watching the crowd tumble and fall to the ground got a hearty chuckle out of Miizel. Noticing Zavakri race off into what seemed like open seats, he began to follow her, jumping on the backs of the fallen as he made his way to the Big Top.

Upon arrival he sees the group of people he met at the entrance. [color=f26522]“Hello there.”[/color] Shouting and grunts of pain could be heard behind him. [color=f26522]“Don’t worry about that, they just tripped and fell. It was quite a rush getting here so it was bound to happen.”[/color] He points at the last remaining seat and asks. [color=f26522]"Is this taken?"[/color]