This place wasn’t as well suited for her feats of acrobatics - leaps off buildings and backflips were a bit more oddly regarded, but it was the way 2B was most accustomed to getting around - and there was little point in going around a building if she could scale it and just cut straight through.

And, ever the pragmatist, 2B didn’t much care if others looked at her oddly if she got where she needed to go minutes faster than if she took countless detours. That said, the increase of people walking around does sometimes mean that she nearly lands on someone’s head as she floats down, delicately, gripping Pod 042 to slow her descent.

Today, it seems, is one of those days. She manages to change her momentum so that she lands several feet away, dusting her skirts off as she manages to land without dropping all 330 pounds of her body on someone’s head. In doing so, however, she drops the bag that had been under one arm, and struggles to collect all the books.

Following the powerful waves of energy that he’d picked up on with his ability to sense those of power: Schezo found that he had indeed been most correct to think that the zombies and skeletons were merely the ‘weaker’ monsters about: from the looks of things, there were also those dressed in mage robes similar to his own shambling about like the undead themselves - and the auras about them practically crackled with energy.

He’d followed his ability to sense powers to proudly stand and face the threat endangering this city, yet he frowned in a rare show of concern - up close, the mob of wizard’s power was far greater than he had priorly imagined. Even one as powerful as himself would struggle to take such a mob of them alone: time to re-think things. Sneaking away from the mob of wizards in the shadows of his ‘Dark’ Mage name, he’d managed to get away without them noting.

The problem still remained, however: he had only just come here, so who was he supposed to ask for assistance in striking down a mob of those plaugesome wizards? He knew not a single soul in this realm to his knowledge (if someone he knew was here, they were doing a very good job of staying hidden from him).

Wait, wait - did he just spy a stranger with large, clunky-looking armory heading right in the direction he’d narrowly escaped from? “Hold it! I, Schezo, the Dark Mage, must advise strongly against thrusting yourself into the desiring throng of monsters that way! They are exceedingly powerful - too strong to even take on alone!” 

“If you had someone to help you, it would be fine, but as it is...you will be overwhelmed with the pushing force of them all on you at once if you go that way!”

Schezo’s wording continues to be as abominable as ever.