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Title: Akira's Risky Plan
"He alright?" asked Sundown.

On the floor of the Archon's Domain, underneath the Odeo statue, being poked with a stick by an insistently hooting Pogo, lay Akira. He was dazed, muttering incoherently, blood trickling from his nose and mouth.

"Oh, he tried to read the statues' mind to see if it was the real thing or not," explained Masaru, "I told him it was probably a bad idea. I mean, he just said how bad that bird thingy was. Who wants to know what's in its head?"

Sundown whistled, "Thank God he didn't try and pull that shit on O.Dio!"