[Center][h3][sup]Bo-Congro[/sup][/h3][/Center]
	Hura raised an eyebrow beneath his mask. With a marked hesitation, he stepped forth, regripping his staff. Whether or not the Ko-Matoran would come with him, he had to go and collect the fruit either way.
	"[color=007236]Just don't disturb the Green,[/color]" he remarked offhandedly, "[color=007236]It remembers.[/color]"