Even with 40 of us strong, that number wasn't enough to defeat that evil priest.
Guess his power level is over nine… whoops, never mind.
And the place we're all in...
Ugh, this is deja vu all over again.
Being confined in a place of nothing but torture, that is.
But wait!
Where are Robinson, Zoe, Giuseppe's posse, and the members of Gershwin's harem?
Most likely, they're in the other place of torture, which is Pineapple Ice Box Desert, given their absence.
This time, our limbs are not tied to individual beds, about to be fried by lasers.
We're just confined in our own little prison cells instead, similar to what happened to Agaton Muller when he was imprisoned in the dungeon belonging to his now-deceased wife.
The wardens here may be tough-looking, but they slack off every now and then – which is a testament to the incompetent and oftentimes abusive jail guards I see in other RPGs.
