Syrus is in Monk Garden, slowly

regaining his sanity. After his sanity comes

back, he decides to show off to the Monks.

“Hey, Monks! Remember me? I’m

Syrus!”

“Nooo, we forgot!” One Monk says

sarchastically.

“Well, remember how I was so

pathetically pathetic last time you saw me?

Well, look what monsters I have now!”

Syrus starts by releasing his Monk.

“Oh, a Monk? Big deal! We have

those!”

Syrus ignores the remark and then

releases another monster: Octa.

“Ooh, he made it to the lake! We

should congratulate him!”

Syrus releases Octo and Jelly-Fly.

“Like we said, he made it to the

lake.” the Monks comment.

Syrus releases Blue Orb. “Look

at this, guys!”

The Monks seem amazed for once.

Syrus continues and releases Ico and

Wizeman. The Monks are really impressed

now. Syrus lets Mr. I out, and then Skyber,

and then Emerald and Clawz.

The Monks are really awed at what

Syrus has captured.

The Monks comment, “And here

we thought you’d never make it as an

LNR trainer.”

“A what?” Syrus asks.

“We thought you wouldn’t know.

A trainer is a human who captures these

monsters and trains them, so that they

become powerful.” a Monk answers.

“And what else do these trainers

do?”

“The trainers compete in arenas.

We have one on this island. It is deep below

the ground. The only way to get to it is through

the Illusion Cave, or there’s a more dangrous

route through Emerald’s Crater.”

“Oh, really.”

“Yeah. A lot of the best trainers

in the world go there. You should go. Your

monsters are pretty strong, especially Clawz.

How did you make Clawz that strong?”

“Well, you see, umm, I don’t really

know.” Syrus says, knowing he didn’t raise

Clawz, and that he stole him.

“Oh, I see. He dosen’t want to give

away his secret! Smart choice, my man!” A

Monk pats him on the back. It’s kinda hard

to do that, considering the Monk has to climb

up on him first.

The king of the Monks approaches

Syrus. “Well done, Syrus. You certainly have

come a long way since that kid that we were

keeping at camp for a night. Great job, kid.

You’re in our Monk Confederation from now

on.”

“Thanks.” The King Monk leads

Syrus over to a small red flower by the edge

of the garden.

“Syrus, this is the Peculier Flower.

We have no idea what it does, but we know

it’s poisonous.” the Monk says. They are

obviously giving Syrus a tour of their garden.

Synan busts out of the black doors

and runs through the garden, into the woods.

“That’s funny, what’s Synan doing

here?” Syrus says.