[So a few hours after
this little mess happens, the village signposts are very much in disarray. Either they've been flung around and broken or left on the side of the path, pointing in any direction they like. Normally this would not be a problem.
Unfortunately for Edward, who has no sense of direction anymore, this pretty much means that he can't find his way home from the Battle Dome. He's been wandering around for hours now, and he's getting rather desperate.
Thus, you might stumble upon a rather pathetic looking man sitting by the side of the road, glaring at a broken signpoint. This can be anywhere. Literally anywhere. Even pretty close to the plaza, where he ought to be able to see his house.
...Yes he is that bad. Please point the poor man in the right direction.
Aaaaand at some point he is going to get into a bitchfit with a
moezuo and get, quite literally,
punched out of his clothes. Enjoy a nude Edward flying through the air and crashing through House 47's roof, Luceti.]