Eiji craned his head back, peered up the stairwell, then whistled appreciatively. Long way up. Good thing he had his medals with him! He slapped three of them into the Driver belt and scanned them all in one deft, practiced motion.

"Taka! Kujaku! Condor!" it announced as flames roared briefly to life in the air about him. Armor covered his body; vermillion wings formed at his back. Then:

"♪ TaJaDor~! ♪" Was that the roar of a lion in the middle of that jingle? And the screech of a hawk?

Shhh, it was a singing belt. A fancy singing belt.

"I can take someone with up with me," Eiji said, motioning upward towards the empty space in the middle of the stairwell.