Floyd begins to take his leave. Suddenly, Vil grabs Floyd and practically tosses him. And Floyd crashes into the ground.

Floyd yelps, "Guh!"

That catches the others by surprise to see Vil practically tosses Floyd like it's nothing.

"What a beautifully executed throw! Did you see the way he flew through the air?" Riddle says, impressed.

"That guy's bigger and heavier, but you'd never know it from the way Vil tossed him!" Epel says, shocked.

"Heh. I might've had to put some real effort in if Floyd wasn't already tired out. Luckily, Jack did a fine job of wearing him down," Vil says.

Floyd glares at Vil, "I got just one question for you, Schoenheit..."
"Oh? Are you ready for more where that came from?" Vil questions, preparing for his attack.

Suddenly, Floyd smiles and asks, "DUUUDE. What was that?! That was SIIICK!"

"Huh?" Everyone reacts, dumbfounded.

"I was straight-up AIRBORNE. That wasn't magic you used, right? I'm kind of a heavy guy. Dude, are you secretly ripped?" Floyd says with a big grin on his face.

"You don't need to be 'ripped' to throw someone," Vlin says.

"What? How's that work?" Floyd questions.

"When a body is taut and extended, all you have to do is shift your angle of approach slightly, and you can easily redirect them," Vil explains.

"So you used my own strength to throw me?" Floyd questions.

"Yes. That's a basic self-defense technique. Epel or Riddle could do it themselves with a little instruction," Vil questions.

This has Floyd excited, "Are you for real?! DUDE! Teach me how to do that!"

"Now he's in a good mood again?" Epel says, stunned and confused, "What in tarnation happened to that scary look he was givin' us?"

Riddle lets out a sigh, "He's extremely capricious. Trying to reason with him is a complete waste of time."

"I wouldn't mind teaching you that throw once today's game is over. But I expect you to join my group for the rest of the day in return, Floyd," Vil says.

Riddle walks up to Vil and says, "Vil?!There's no telling what will set Floyd off! Having him on our team would be like walking around with a live electric wire!"

"As if you have room to talk, Riddle," Vil points out, "Floyd is easily among our school's most gifted when it comes to raw physical strength. You saw the way he was fighting earlier. Frankly, we'd be fools NOT to leverage that."

"But he's not going to let someone else tell him what to do—" Riddle says.

But Floyd happily says, "Sounds fun to me. Sure, I'm in."

"HUH?!" Epel & Riddle react, dumbfounded.

And Vil says, "Welcome aboard."

"I gotta say, my fancy friend— you are ROCKIN' that camo jacket," Floyd says.

"I should think so. Who do you take me for?" Vil responds.

"I thought the colors were kinda lame myself, but now I want one," Floyd says.

"Then let's check the supply crate near here. We could stand to replenish our bean reserves regardless," Vil says.

"Sweet! Let's go!" Floyd says in excitement.

Epel soon questions, "Is this...actually going to work out?"

"I'm getting a headache..." Riddle says, exhausted from this.