[ Oh. So it WAS a Laundry Pole that the swordsman(???) wielded! Hey, at least Wukong was apt enough to recognize it. Wonder if he could use it later to dry his many uniforms? Probably not. That'd be rude... or something.
He starts dropping things down the stairs, hoping that nothing gets broken as loud thumps echo back up into the air. Clearly, the birds are onto their tricks as they continue to hurl themselves into the branching barrier above them both. Doubling his efforts, he's gotten as much as he can so he calls out: ]
Hey! Let's get outta here!
[ And he peaces the heck out, though in a rather unfortunate way--- slipping on the bird's refuse and tumbling down and down and... ]
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He starts dropping things down the stairs, hoping that nothing gets broken as loud thumps echo back up into the air. Clearly, the birds are onto their tricks as they continue to hurl themselves into the branching barrier above them both. Doubling his efforts, he's gotten as much as he can so he calls out: ]
Hey! Let's get outta here!
[ And he peaces the heck out, though in a rather unfortunate way--- slipping on the bird's refuse and tumbling down and down and... ]
I'm okay...