>>20128444https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQF_ss-0uDM"W-Wait, wait, FOOL I HATE VOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!"
You recall Hexcalibur by sticking him back through your mouth portal back into the real world. For starters, he's a literal sword, and it's pretty obvious what happens when blades come in contact with any sort-of rope or string. Not good. It's best he take an early leave for now.
The mentally loose marionette bids you good luck as you ascend his puppet strings, but you're not really feeling the sentiments and good tidings as much as he is.
Anyway, climbing, climbing, climbing, you climb and climb until you discover the culprit of your guilty conscious, whose hands have controlled the marionette the entire time with an X-shaped handle. He sports the exact same getup the gym leader would have worn if you hadn't...you know.
Except wait it's not the gym leader at all, it's!..
