[Y'all remember where he stuffed that mirror right?]
[Funky...ring...in...box...]
[Box's got a seal, but I think we got this.]
[Hold up...]
As the hidden kaijin descended on Zhen Jun Yao's room like a swarm of colorfully collectable locusts, Spring Brawler paused for a moment to stare at a spot on the floor. More specifically, Spring Brawler was staring at a footprint that was left behind as Zhen Jun Yao left his room.
[Hey...this is gonna sound weird, but do you know which direction the ringmaster is relative to our own?]
[I...think it's...that way,] Hurricroak gestured in a vague direction that just so happened to be in the direction of the footprint that Spring Brawler was staring at.
[Well...that can't be a coincidence...I'm gonna go follow this. Y'all got the box?]
[Yeah, yeah. Go, go.]
With the go-ahead given, Spring Brawler left the room and went into pursuit of Zhen Jun Yao's tracks.
