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“You shouldn’t split off from the group right now.” Legend’s voice is muffled underwater, but Four’s ears are currently shaped to understand, so he can’t exactly pretend he didn’t hear that. “Especially not while everyone’s getting used to these transformations.”
“You’re one to talk.” Four has not missed the way that Legend is far less disoriented by their new underwater environment and scaly tails as the rest of them. He turns around to see Legend eyeing the four sculptures around them, something like discomfort in the line of his body.
“What are you doing here, anyway?” Legend asks.
Four gestures. “In Time and Twilight’s eras, the Four Sword sits here, which indicates that it is the default location for it. In your era, they built a palace around this place and kicked it to the Sacred Realm. But here in Wind’s…”
Legend understands quickly. He swims up closer and runs a finger down the pedestal. “You’re right. So where is it?"