“Ask? Like haveing me join in the fighting?” She asked in a frantic doubtful voice.

“Well Triskix method of asking means he will… well, just tell you. Just listen to him and don’t mess with his order, the pyromaniac doesn’t like that. Otherwise he really is a nice guy, no matter what anyone else says. ” This girl reminded me of myself at a young age, before everything happened. Even before Saix. Stuck in a memory lapse for to long, I guess, I heard her again. “I do have everything…. So, ummm are we going now.”

“What? Oh, um sorry. Right, to the Battle Arena and when we get there I will talk to Triskix, is that okay?” I knew Triskix patience was rapidly wearing thin, especially after his ‘heroic’ behavior not to long ago. And instead of letting this girl, that reminded me so much of a younger me, take the brunt of it. I hoped that with me telling him he would calm down and not be so, up tight. "I will show you the long way to the arena. So then if you need to get back there for any reason you can without, hopefully, getting lost. Unless you are good with black portals."