The party's attack was far more power than needed, practically obliterating Zouchouten away into a fine dust cloud of glass. Upon destroying it, an ominous voice resounded in their heads, but Sato made little sense of it before it faded away. Who was this 'Great Leader'? Hadn't both the cult members and the shadows made mention of them? Regardless of the message's meaning, though, the team took a moment to catch their breath before they advanced forward onto the cleared bridge now that there were no shadow readings nearby. Another pile of cards gently floated to the ground in front of them, however, so each member curiously took one. Upon turning it over, the front of it seemed to pulse and inject a clear understanding of it into the persona user's head.
>Chronos learned "Mahamaon!" Seeing as the team was exhausted after the last couple of battles, the team proceeded forward a bit only to stop at the sign on the other side of the bridge, enabling it to connect to the rest of the transportation network. In other words, they could seamlessly warp from the bridge to the other two warp points they had found. How many other points were there, though? The question would fade away into Sato's head as the team proceeded back out of Seto and to the warehouse.
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"Good job, team." Sato called out to the other four as he stepped out of the mirror world, but he was surprised to see that someone had taken the time to clean up the warehouse while they were gone and provide some basic furnishings. All they really had before was a chair or two and the table where they threw all their junk, so seeing some level of homeliness was comforting to see. The others seemed to be enjoying a conversation amongst themselves, so Sato decided not to intrude, but he threw a wave to the new girl they had recently rescued. Hopefully she would indeed join the team, and she likely had considering how much she was integrating already.
After putting his equipment away, Sato excused himself from the expidition squad they had formed and wandered over to the corner of the Warehouse, staring curiously at the velvet door standing there. He looked back at the others, all of whom seemed unconcerned with it to some degree, so he decided that it was in fact no mirage and instead the common thread between them-- the Velvet Room...
The Velvet Room
"Welcome... to the Velvet Room."
After opening the door, Sato had found his vision blurring until it revealed that he was sitting at the dining table like usual in those dreams. Curiously, looking around would show that all the other figures were blurred, implying that he was the only one "connected" to the room at that moment. The menu that Henrietta had introduced to them was sitting before him as she had told them that it would be, so Sato decided that he would try "ordering" something from it.
>Sato ordered from the dessert menu...>Chronos learned "Makarakarn", and "Kouga"!>"Kouga" was infused into Sato's Practice Yumi! Sato decided that he wasn't quite ready for tackling any of the challenges, considering his current state and lack of any planning, so he was content with just mucking around the dessert menu. Hopefully whatever he did would turn out well in combat, but that'd have to be revealed another day...
JULY 29TH 2015, WEDNESDAY
Midday Sato was currently shifting through a wall of books at the library when his phone started lighting up. He set aside his stack of novels and swiped open his phone, only to see Rui detailing details on a trip to the beach the up-coming weekend. It seemed pretty concrete already, and apparently those rich kids from the private school intended on paying for all expenses so that they could just enjoy the whole trip. He didn't have any plans, so he decided he might as well go. Plus, it'd be a good chance to hang out with Mako. Though, it might be embarrassing, seeing him like that...
Sato sent a quick confirmation that he'd come, and asked Mako what he was gonna do. Then he quietly continued shifting through all the books for anything that seemed remotely interesting, albeit this time a bit more absent-mindedly as he considered the possibilities of a beach trip with all the others.