So.
Phoenix Wright slowly walked back to the centre of the office, where his daughter and employees were grouped up.
They had shrunk. And not just them, but their entire office.
Outside the window, Phoenix had taken in the sights of a massive expanse of dirt all around them, with a plain of grass visible a ways out.
Behind the building, he'd seen something which, at the very least, cleared up his worries about the office being out in the middle of nowhere.
Towering over the office building, and looking positively gargantuan, was a another building Phoenix recognized:
Fey Manor.
The gorgeous structure was the home of his best friend and former assistant, Maya Fey. Phoenix remembered his first visit to the place, back when Maya was just eighteen.
Now a downright stunning twenty-eight year-old, Maya was the renowned Master of the Kurain School of Spirit Channeling, and Trucy's number-one candidate for her foster father's love life.
The diminished office building sat at the foot of the staircase leading up to the Manor entrance. At its new height, it was barely taller than the very first step.
This was, to put it lightly, a very bad situation.
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