At that, Kang quirked an eyebrow ridge, amused, "What if I told you I know where you can find real drinks? And food that isn't Stacy's slop?"

He buckled his sword back onto his belt, glancing at the gun curiously, "I really need to learn how to use one of those things." And then he sighed, checking outside one more time (it had started to snow) before making his way into the main area of the temple. It looked just like he remembered, right down to the marble statue of the Platinum Dragon on the altar.

"It'll take them a while to get through that door," the draconian stated, giving the snout of the dragon a rub for luck. "Gives us some time to figure out a way to wake up from this mess. You got any ideas?"