Yasei thought about asking if she wanted any help carrying Cyran to wherever she was taking him, presumably to this Del person she mentioned, but figured she would refuse. With what he'd seen of her personality so far, she didn't seem like the type to accept help.

He just smiled and waved as Andromeda dragged Cyran across the sand, like a plow through soil.

"I had a great time! Maybe next time we meet, we can play a different game. Maybe you'll stand a chance of scoring against me in a different one." Yasei taunted jokingly and laughed. He brought a huge mitt down on top of Oriole's head and ruffled his hair. "Later!"

He walked over to where he left his wooden sandals in the sand and put them back on before giving one final wave goodbye  to the pair and their unconscious master.

That had been fun, but there was still plenty more fun to be had during a beach party. As long as he didn't get kicked out or anything. He looked over to the cracked rock in the distance where some people that looked like they might be guards were questioning people and inspecting the scene.

Yup, let's go check out what's on the opposite end of the beach! Yasei thought to himself before hurrying in the other direction.

Andromeda narrowed her eyes at the komainu’s provocation. Oh, she might not have beat him this time - nor had her master - but she had a competitive streak a mile wide, almost like she had something to prove.

“I’ll hold you to that.” She threatened. “And next time I’ll find the right game to kick your ass.” Volleyball and foot racing were out. Maybe she could find a different kind of race to challenge him in… a horse race? Oh, that might work.

She’d figure it out.

Meanwhile, Oriole wrapped Yasei in a hug as the giant ruffled his hair. “Thanks for playing with us, Master Yasei. If you ever want to have another match, Master Cyran owns Shade’s Valley Orphanage up in Darkveil. Feel free to come visit!”

With the jovial parting, the two apprentices brought Cyran back to where he’d been spending time with his fiancé, by the tide pools on the other side of the beach. With any luck, she might be able to wake him, allowing the small family to return to a…much milder celebration of the festivities. All in all, though, it had been far more fun than Cyran expected; a thought he would not have until he was conscious once more.