Clay continued the drive late into the night as they eventually arrived at Squirrel Town. And it seemed pretty aptly named, because it was a tiny little place. That means it shouldn't be hard finding Master Wilford, right? He tapped Yamcha's knee. "We're almost there," he said. He had never been to Squirrel Town before, so he had to be ready for...well, he didn't know what. But hopefully this Master Wilford had something ready for them.

Yamcha stirred awake with a big yawn before looking back to Puar. "Hopefully this Wilford is like Roshi...well, maybe not exactly like him," Yamcha said, dreading what sort of perverted stuff this Master was into.

"Who?" Clay asked.

"Haha nope not pulling the pin on the Roshi Grenade. Trust me the only reason he wouldn't flirt with my disguise was because she was the daughter of his student. He likes females a lot. Like uncomfortably so." She explained.

"...well then, good thing we don't have any ladies here," Clay said as he pulled the car into the town and found a discreet place to park it.

"Let's try the inn there," Yamcha said as he led the two. It was the only place with the lights still on, so hopefully someone could point them in the right direction as he opened the door.

An dark haired woman in her fifties was behind the bar "You're out late lads. " She said casually.

"Yeah, uh...we got a late start," Yamcha said taking the lead as he approached the woman. "We're looking for a...Master Wilford. You know where we can find them?"

"More aspiring students trying to become mighty warriors? Ha! That old fool has a castle in the mountains just north of here. But no road goes there. You'll have to hike and climb to reach it."  She explained.

"Well, that beats flying over an ocean," Yamcha muttered before standing upright. "Thank you, ma'am."

He walked back to Puar and Clay. "So...how good are you at climbing?" He asked Clay.

"...of course we have to do that," Clay said. "Where is he?"

"There's a castle in the mountains," Yamcha said. "Normally I'd just fly there, but uh...yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm regressed with most of my skills except my strength at this point."

"So, what kind of stuff could you do when you were...your old selves?" Clay asked them as they exited the inn.

"I can still transform since that's just mental work but Yamcha could throw ki blasts around and use his Wolf fang fist to take out his enemies and his spirit ball he could chase them around the battlefield. He had lots of neat attacks." She answered.

"Yeah," Yamcha said, missing that ability especially. "Guess I'll have to work my way up to that again. I might even show you the Kamehameha if I can channel it again." He saw Clay's raised brow. "Super advanced technique. You'll learn that when you're ready."

They continued walking for a bit, before Yamcha noticed Clay falling behind and staring at his feet as they walked. "Hey...you ok, man?" He asked.