"Alright old man, I'm sure you have a bird's eye view of the Epistemic Tower Inner World, right?"
The old man snorted, 'I already allowed you to cheat by not removing the fog barrier, are you trying to get me to help you cheat again?'
"Exactly." Dyon responded without hesitation. How could a mere fog barrier be the equivalent of his life? If he wasn't strong enough, he would have died to that clone!
'I'm truly limited in helping you here. At most, I can let you know the locations of people. If I told you about treasures and the like, it would be more than bending the rules, it would be breaking them, so I'd get punished.'
"Fine, fine. That's all I wanted anyway. Are my wives in the tower currently?"
Dyon was currently walking up a winding set of stairs that seemed completely out of place in this tower. Why wouldn't this place have teleportation arrays from floor to floor? How ridiculous.
