Palace of the Earth Spirits
The penguins took the guests to a dark room with only the stained glass above as lighting. In the center of the room, atop a checker-board patterned floor, was an embellished throne. Sitting on the throne was a small girl with pink hair. The girl wore a blue shirt with light pink skirt, laced and flowing. On her chest, or floating rather, was a red orb resembling an eyeball, connected to the girl herself by thin red blood lines.
"Do we have visitors?" The girl asked. The penguin plodded over, and the girl leaned close. The penguin looked back at the visitors, and then suddenly, many pairs of eyes glowed from the darkness: all eyes of the animals.

"Yes, I get it, thank you." The girl smiled, and the penguin plopped away. "Isn't he great? He's a smart penguin: gifted, in fact."
Honolulu, Hawaii
"Yeah!" Nitori answered. "ADAM, friction!"
"Roger that!" ADAM answered, his voice that of a hotshot NASCAR racer, and sparks began to form around the wheels. When Nitori and ADAM landed on the ground, no damage was taken.
"Smooth as always." Nitori smiled. "Straight up, let's go. CAIN, come in!"
"What!" CAIN grunted, his voice that of a rough-and-tumble soldier-for-hire. "I was sleeping, goddammit."
"Well, stop snoozing, 'cause we're going for a hot ride!" ADAM shouted, going at a speed that is improbable for a skateboard.