Tires screeched as Tyki swerved around the immobilized car full of terrified, confused humans, and he raced on down the street. "Oregon Trail, really?" he demanded. "Everyone who was in my wagon either died on route and recovered, or just recovered after it was over. I guess Edgeworth wasn't so lucky."

He drove on a bit more, scanning the skies for more Akuma, the wind ruffling his hair as it came in through the open window. "Which way next?"