Despite being underground, the Dreamers could still feel the cold and an occasional gust of wind.
One such flurry swayed Tomislav's hair when he confronted the two Viscounts about the purpose of their visit. Normally, the Nobles from a well-established house instead of answering would have berated Tomislav's behavior.
But this was Dungeon, here odds could turn in favors and favors in odds for even a King.
"So what?"
Viscount Trifon spread out his hands and shrugged. Again, though despising, his words were ultimately right. So what if they were here because of Darkness Seeking Compass or for anything else? Nothing could change the fact that they were already in the Dungeon.
"It's true that we came here hoping to get a Darkling as rewards. But it seems like something is interfering with the compass."
