As Ren and the group rode on Tiki's back, traversing the landscape, their voices mingled with the rustle of the wind and the rhythmic beat of Tiki's nimble feet.
They were deep in discussion, strategizing their next moves in their quest to find Lorelai. Unbeknownst to them, their conversation didn't go unnoticed.
Somewhere unknown, in her little house, Pamela, the Goddess of Fortune and Luck, peered into her crystal ball. A mischievous grin played on her lips as she observed the group on the crystal.
Her pets, a pair of shimmering golden dragons, coiled around her shoulders, their eyes glowing with curiosity.
"I wonder what they're up to," Pamela murmured to herself, her gaze fixed on the crystal ball. "They seem to be mortals and planning something . . . intriguing."