"It's cretin, you had it right the first time- WOAH!"

Runa gasped and ducked as a powerful stream of water went flying by, even if it wasn't exactly close to them and was more of a reflexive thing. They watched as the blast hit their half-naked culprit probably in one of his naked spots, and he was sent flying forward off of his feet and crashing into the ground.

"Another test... but you merely serve to water the tree that sprouts from THE POWER WITHIN!" The man shouted, getting up to his feet as he wiggled his hips. He would then open his mouth and shoot a blast of water back at Quack in the same manner, while Runa stared on dumbfounded.

"Did he just- MISS! LOOK OUT!" They'd call to her, unsure of what water would do to someone who seemed to use it, but it was better to be safe.

It seemed their water-shooting ally was just as dumbfounded as they were. Between the weird hip-gyrating breaking the merchant stalls and the water attack that was used in the same fashion as her, Runa couldn't help but wonder what kind of power that this guy possessed. Was he truly blessed by the Shadow Wizard Money Gang?

"I'm not sure. He was just spouting some nonsense when I found him. I'm wondering if he has some kind of copycat ability." Runa replied to Quack, looking back to the man as he was shouting some kind of drivel about the the power within and death to Pont-Ciel when he was suddenly cut off.

The man fell forward onto the ground, remaining completely silent and still as his face smashed against the pavement, a familiar red head standing above him.

Runa looked on in further shock, believing that they had just witnessed a murder. But they weren't sure what to do about it in this kind of situation.

"Uh, thank you. Are both of you okay?" Runa would ask the others, approaching the man cautiously. For some reason, his hips were still gyrating.

Anora was at an adjacent stall collecting herbs and medicines, when a commotion of people ran by her down the street, a cacophony of shouting and crashing and splash zones galore. Her pointed ears twitched when she heard a familiar voice, and she peeked out from beyond the stall.

“Runa?” She asked, eyebrow quirked. She noticed a naked man before them, along with the red-haired Fey she recognized from around the city, and a merfolk stranger.

Anora walked over and nudged the naked man with her foot to turn him over onto his back, watching him twitch slightly, clearly unconscious but thankfully still alive. She blinked. “Is this, like, a sex thing?” She asked the other three, looking between them.

She pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve and tossed it lightly in the air as it landed quite precisely on the naked man’s private bits, hoping that it could offer some modesty to hide his shame. As if on queue, a tent formed under the small square of fabric, despite the man being clearly KO’d.

"No, he's most certainly not with me. I mean, I was arresting him for public indecency and for pretending to be a part of a famous gang..." Runa said, looking at the unconscious man as he cringed. They would look at Potage, offering a polite bow. "My name is Runa, if you ever need anything please let me know-"

They heard a familiar voice and would look up to see Anora.

"M-Miss Anora! No, I promise you this isn't a sex thing. He's a criminal who just happens to be nake-"

Runa stopped dead in their tracks when they heard the voice, and suddenly, lightning. Shielding their eyes, they would see the man sprinting off as everything exploded into chaos again.

"Everyone cover your faces! And try not to step on anything! Divines, I don't get paid enough for this." They said, trying to make their way through the onslaught of bullshit suddenly. Was he truly part of the Shadow Wizard Money Gang after all?