Instantly, Grovyle is on the defensive, springing away from the Reaper and narrowing his eyes. The reapers seemed more numerous than they were the day before; was this going to keep getting worse as the Game went on?

"If you follow the left wall of a labyrinth, you'll always find the way out." A bit of an old adage, and one that didn't count on things such as goals being positioned in the middle of said labyrinth. Regardless, Grovyle tenses up, looking ready to fight - or flee, depending on the situation.