"That's probably a good idea," Cynder said, her eyes going wide in shock. She wondered for the first time if this world really was so great if you had to go around with a weapon in case of... people like that.
"Guess that means us guys will be hanging out at the hotel," Spyro said.
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"1, 2, 3," Tsukasa counted. On three, he and Yuusuke flung their weight against the door. They bounced off the door and Tsukasa counted once more, before they flung themselves at the door again, this time it yield, falling off its hinges with a loud crash.
Tsukasa wiped cobwebs and dust off the sleeve of his jacket as they climbed the stairs which were behind the door. They came into a long room, filled with boxes and chests. A mirror stood in one corner.
A figure wearing a trench coat and a hat stepped out from behind a pile of boxes. He glared at Tsukasa from behind a pair of glasses.
"You!" Tsukasa growled.
The man smirked and chuckled, a silvery barrier appearing between him and the two Kamen Riders. The man's shape faded behind the barrier while two other figures came into view. Knowing what was coming, Tsukasa equipped the Decadriver and Yuusuke followed him a second later by materializing the Arcle.
"Henshin!" Both cried, Tsukasa slamming a card home, while Yuusuke pressed his elbow against the side of his belt.
"Kamen Ride... Decade," the Decadrvier announced, while the Arcle beeped loudly.