Scouting Strategy

I took a moment to catch my breath after I washed the mess in the room with my Water Force Pact. I stood in the center of the room, soaking wet and naked. The sudden chill of the room brought me back to reality. I quickly got dressed and headed outside the house. I looked around, observing the town. It was time to put my Scouter and strategy to work.

As I sauntered down the town's center, my surroundings seemed eerily quiet. The hushed whispers ceased as I passed by and I felt the locals' eyes drilling into me. The fear was tangible; King James' dictatorship had instilled an atmosphere of fear deeply in these people.