Real men don't ask for directions

Following the Sanzou-ikkou, appearing with menacing regularity when least expected (though always attractively backlit), Homura and his minions trailed them cross-country, with occasional pauses to drape themselves attractively around their captured youkai castle.

"They're taking their time," Homura complained. "Can't they go a bit faster?"

"More useful if they went in a straight line," Zenon snarled.

Shien coughed. "You recall that Marshal Tenpou is driving?"

"Oh yeah," Zenon said slowly. "Good old What-Mountains?-Tenpou, they used to call him."

Homura blinked. "I thought that was heroic disregard for geography."

Shien shook his head. "It was being unable to read the map."

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