Reizu and Janz saw the...loud conference that went on between Aaron and Kesch. Janz crossed his arms. "This city is becoming depraved of freedom to do what it wants." Rez nodded his head. "I agree. I hope we can fix this problem soon." All of a sudden, his eyes turned to a new subject. "Hey, who's he? He as big as I don't know what? He looks like a lump of rags." Janz's eyes opened wide as he rushed over to the edge. "Get down." He pushed his brother's head below. "His aura perfumes death and carnal lust. An awful combination. And I want you to stay away from him as much as possible. He could do dreadful things to you." The white weasel looked at him. "How do you know this?" Janz continued to observe solemnly. "He tipped off my omen sense." Reizu gulped. Janz's sense of omen was close to the point...always. "Alright, I'll be careful. Is it OK if I explore the city?"<br/>Janz shook his head. "No can do. We explore together." They climbed off and went to explore. Everything was fine until Janz realized something. Rez could not control his fear scent without a bottle of purifier liquid. The incredibly horrible thing about it was that it left a long trail to follow. The good news was that only experienced predators could sense it. The deciding factor is, Janz thought, is if that skunk is good enough.