"Adamantoise. An ancient turtle that was asleep for over thousands of years. Currently carrying a mountain on its back." Ignis takes a sip of water that bartender placed in front of him. His throat is parched. "Said to be born at the dawn of time itself. It was considered to be a myth."

"Until recently, of course," he grouses, leaning chin on the palm of his hand. "Somehow everything happens when we are around." A small pause. "A turtle soup sounds good." Shiro mentioned soup so Ignis' brain latched on it as well.