The last time Okuyasu saw these buildings, these streets, he was lost in a memory reliving the day Yoshikage Kira was defeated. This was way too familiar. Maybe someone else from Japan came a long time ago and designed these streets. That must be it.

The laugh, however kept him frozen to the spot. Something knows about Morioh. There has to be weird Dream Width magic going on, but how?

Kanji's voice snapped him out of his daze. Right, they had Ena and Sephiroth to beat up. Who was he taking?

Lighting, right. Ena was taken care of. So that meant attacking Sephiroth. Okuyasu turned to the older man and sprinted at him, casting Whirlwind on himself to increase his defense while stocking up two moves for his next turn.