"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">Probably nasty, like usual.</span>" Blanc rolled her eyes at that, still very much recollecting what happened yesterday. Noire's phone ran and caught her attention for a good few minutes before putting it down. "A Ancient Dragon just got loose in Lastation, I've got to go take care of it. Good luck, Blanc." Noire exclaimed as she passed Plutia to Blanc and then flew off. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00b3b3">Alright then. Looks like it's just us two. Let's go.</span>"