[Asemu pulls two white cylinders, each about eight inches long, from his belt and grasps them in his hands. Swordia and Alex disappear, and Bullet starts flapping around above everyone's heads.]
Thanks. Bullet, scout ahead for us a little bit! Look and listen for anything strange!
[He breaks into a jog, following Lucas, Bullet flying ahead of him.]
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Thanks. Bullet, scout ahead for us a little bit! Look and listen for anything strange!
[He breaks into a jog, following Lucas, Bullet flying ahead of him.]