If Biyomon could jump out of her skin at the sound of the voice, she would have. Instead, every feather on her body seemed to stand on end. Yet she remained by her Chosen. Ringabel, on the other hand, doesn't move. He merely stares at the dim glow of the tags as they merge into one, and he holds it to the stained glass window in order to observe it properly.
The D-terminal. Well.. this was certainly an update of worth for Terra. He paused.
"...Actually, I'm after an ARCloner. But! This seems interesting, at least. You'll have to explain what exactly Arcadia is, first. Choosing an option without knowing what either entails is a fool's decision."
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If Biyomon could jump out of her skin at the sound of the voice, she would have. Instead, every feather on her body seemed to stand on end. Yet she remained by her Chosen. Ringabel, on the other hand, doesn't move. He merely stares at the dim glow of the tags as they merge into one, and he holds it to the stained glass window in order to observe it properly.
The D-terminal.
Well.. this was certainly an update of worth for Terra. He paused.
"...Actually, I'm after an ARCloner. But! This seems interesting, at least. You'll have to explain what exactly Arcadia is, first. Choosing an option without knowing what either entails is a fool's decision."