"Everything is better, more efficient, more diverse and more dynamic than I thought possible. To compare a dungeon to a monster lair even the most advanced is an insult. It's like comparing heaven and earth, a boundless uncrossable chasm lies between." Ladius who was sitting across from Frost in one of the camp's restaurants ranted on with sparkling eyes. Her passion was unrivalled, her desire to learn all there was about Dark's new creation unending. Frost barely managed to get a word in edge wise whenever they had these little dates of theirs.
"I'll take that as a compliment." He found her intrigue interesting and somewhat embarrassing. In a way she was describing himself, he was the dungeon, and the dungeon was him after all.
