"Take us to the inn, then."
"We're only telling the truth."
"Where did you see them?"
"Some of the best ever."
"Have you seen any heartless running around?" Michael asked their host.
"I know. We all saw it."
"You looked good as one."
"I'm Michael Nightroad."
"You're a pretty good fighter."
Michael ducked in the cave. "Let's get going while he's lost in the sand."
"Can you teach me, daddy?" "Maybe when you're a little older."
"I don't have time to play with you today." Michael said before firing a large blast of wind at the sand, causing a sandstorm.
"I still think you're the best though." "What about the martial arts competition daddy was in?"
"The judges were dumb then. You've got the best singing voice ever."
"So what business do you have here?"
"You again? Are you stalking us or something?"
"What did daddy enter you in, mommy?"
Michael quickly turned around, ready to draw his sword.
"I only signed you up though. Ryoji signed everyone else up."
Michael followed close behind, Lucrecia flying next to him.
