[Okay, I think I just heard someone talk like a melodramatic idiot before delivering an ass whooping,] Springer observed as he and Razorstella attempted to approach the source of all the ruckus.[Either the Ringmaster is involved in that situation, or we're dealing with someone who is equally as dramatic and weird as he is.]
[Honestly, it could be both at the same time,] Razorstella retorted. [We just got to get over there and...wait a minute...Springer, please tell me you're also noticing that disgustingly pure aura approaching this location.]
[Yup.]
[Alright...now I'm convinced that the Ringmaster is closer than we think.]
[Why?]
[Because there's no fucking way, that there would be this many factors preventing us from reuniting with the Ringmaster without his extremely bipolar luck being involved.]
[That...that tracks,] Razorstella agreed, while thinking about the other times their lord's extremely weird luck had almost gotten him killed.