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[crimeas_hero]

I'd like to talk to one of the people who fought off the...monsters that appeared a while back. I think I have some info on them.

[[Private, Hackable]]Though this... I... I just can't believe anyone would do what I saw in that basement

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[onwingsofhope]

Me and Patamon fought 'em! Well. Mostly Patamon. And you said I couldn't be a guardsman, Mr. Ike.

[crimeas_hero]

Well... You just said that Patamon was the one who fought them.

[onwingsofhope]

Um.

That's why I should learn. Uh-huh.

[crimeas_hero]

Sounds to me like you should let him do all the fighting.

[onwingsofhope]

But then I'd be useless. I couldn't let Patamon do all the fighting. What if he gets hurt?

[crimeas_hero]

Well, I'm sure someone here could teach you some self-defense. But even if you started training now, you wouldn't be ready to be a patrolman for several more years.

[onwingsofhope]

That's OK. We're not leaving 'til we figure out this game, so we might even be here that long. But I already know self-defense, see?

[Takeru kicks a dandelion.]

Hi-yah!

[crimeas_hero]

...Well, uh.

You can never be too prepared.

[onwingsofhope]

Yaaaah!

[Takeru ignores Ike and next karate chops a tree trunk. This does not turn out very well.]

Owwwwwwwwwwwww . . .

[crimeas_hero]

[Resisting the urge to facepalm, Ike pulled a healing scroll out of his pocket. He activated it, intending to heal Takeru's hand.]

[onwingsofhope]

[Takeru suddenly stops sniffling.]

Huh? . . . Did you do that, Mr. Ike?

[crimeas_hero]

Yeah.

[onwingsofhope]

And . . . was that magic?

[crimeas_hero]

It was just a healing scroll. I'm no good at magic otherwise.

[onwingsofhope]

But it was still magic! Can I learn to do that too, Mr. Ike?!

[crimeas_hero]

You don't need to learn. All you need to do is have one of these scrolls.