Arthur headed towards the lazy looking scorpion queen. She noticed his presence a long time ago, but she lacked the strength to move on and call upon him.
"Finally you recalled you have a scorpion queen," she welcomed him with a tired tone and semi-closed eyes. "I want to get into the tattoo to get some rest. I feel my evolution time is ticking closer each minute."
"I have a better option," he said, before continuing his way towards the portal as he added, "come inside is much better than my tattoo."
"Sigh, I tried to enter there but the noises just kept me distracted."
Arthur knew what she was talking about, and he didn't even slow down his flying speed as he said:
"You know of a place inside where things are quite calm, don't you?"
"Oh! Will you take me there and let all those weaklings do a massage for me? I like it!"
