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You find yourself floating several hundred feet above the glimmering waters of the Western Sea, not too far off from where you first discovered that pirate ship all those years ago. You cover your eyes from the glare of the sun, peering down into the murky water below with curiosity as you try to pick out details that even your eyes simply aren't equipped to pick out.
"We're probably going to have to dive in to look for it." You comment, glancing over to the friend you came with - Harum. He's flying right beside you, having picked up the technique long ago from Piccolo, and he scratches his chin as he considers an appropriate plan of action.
"I don't know, sounds kind of dangerous. We might be able to shatter boulders with our pinkies, but we can't exactly hold our breath much longer than most people." Harum admits, before he snaps his fingers. "Oh! But I could just Materialize some diving gear for us! It should be too hard, I'm pretty familiar with airtight builds."
"Oh, so you learned Magic Materialization too, huh? You never said!" You teased him, earning a bashful chuckle from the ape.
"Well, only recently, to be honest. I finally learned how to do it about a month ago, using magic is pretty hard when you don't have a talent for it!" He proclaims, to which you vigorously nod in confirmation.
"Yeah, that's for sure. I only picked it up as quickly as I did because Garlic was fine with throwing me up against a meat grinder over and over until I tapped into it on instinct." You reply, shuddering as memories of the massive beast from Konats come to the forefront of your mind.
"It was mostly meditation, for me, eheh...I think I prefer it that way, no offense." He replies.
"None taken, I think I might have preferred it your way too." You say with a laugh, casually placing your hands on your hips as you glance over to Barbar - who is stuck sitting on his Dark Nimbus, as he hasn't yet grasped how to fly like the rest of you yet. "Hey Barbar, been a few days since you got your arm back. How's it feeling? Good to swim with it, you think?" You ask him.
"Mm. Still sensitive. Works good, though." Barbar grumbles, holding up his restored arm and clenching a fist with it. "Going to need to train it up like the other one." He admits. You do notice that it's a bit thinner than the arm that was never lost, which you chalk up to it having not been trained for all those years.
"Good to hear! Alright, Harum, work your magic." You say, and just moments later a beam of Harum's Magical Power envelops the three of you. When the light from the spell fades, you find yourself and your companions encased by large white suits of metal, with some mechanical controls wrapped around your limbs and a viewing port in front of your face.
You give an impressed whistle, though you're unsure if Harum was able to hear it or not. His voice comes on next to your head a moment later, as if sensing your thoughts.
