-Ling raising her hand and speaks as one would were they a completely fresh trout in a school of sharks-
Ling: Oh, grand master, with such strength of mana and fortitude, why does one of your might require such a weapon? Does its power compare at all to that of your own?
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)—Despite wearing the robe, Takanuva's mask offers him a peak at Roy's visage and he steps out into view, walking towards Roy. He gives a small gesture for the two to come over, unaware he should be wearing a robe like the rest, but Takanuva wasn't always the sharpest shed tool—
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.—Takanuva blinks at Roy's hushing, but it finally dawns on him how his friends could be trying to infiltrate this place and then deal with it.—
@Roy (whisper): Sorry, I wasn't aware. Do you have a spare robe or something? Otherwise, I'll just go back outside. Perhaps I can keep watch if you guys wish.
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.[Bunker]
"The Master": Now, anyway, since there aren't any other questions... Behold...
(He pulls a curtain behind him down, to reveal what appears to be a slightly heavily armored version of the Tower robot that was fought maybe a week or so ago.)
"The Master": "Tower!" That's what the guys who sold it to us called it, anyway. It's bigger than the Cybermagic Ninjas, with lasers, and multiple arms. Also self-repair! I think there's a compartment in here too to help carry valuables, let's see...
(Another book is thrown at him.)
"The Master": Ow. Okay, we'll cover that later.

-Has headed into the woods simply because trees are awesome and should be admired-
Will make dad jokes for friends.