Hideki Ryuzaki ran from London to the Korin Forest with a sense of urgency. He had to hurry. As fast as he could. For some reason. He didn't know why.
"Oran," he shouted, into the Lookout, "Train me! Quickly."
"Silence, boy," a voice said sharply. "Kneel."
Rick blinked at the darkness. He kneeled. "Right. Blah blah."
"Blah blah," the voice asked. "Stop this nonsense."
"Alright," he muttered. "Please, Oran. Teach me."
"I already have."
"Anticlimactic," Rick muttered, walking off the side of the Lookout.
