"Ahh, it would seem like our host favors us!"
Dynamo said with his back facing a doll as they stood and strolled forth on the flat lands.
"Yes, also, that mage who killed your lover is dead! Does that make you feel…pleased?"
The doll said with a manic smile.
"Happy! Hmm! No, as a matter of fact, it infuriates me! Why would a so-called 'host' interfere in his own game? Over a mere loophole, he created himself. Simply a childish behavior that implicates me as a cheater like him." Dynamo looked back and uttered, his face emotionless, and his temperament noble-ish as the heavy blizzard ruffled his suit.
"Ahh, I see, I see! But we need to rush faster! I am not about to fucking die to those fuckboys! Especially that bastard child named Chucky!"
The doll said as it gritted its spiked teeth.
"Chucky? I think you mean Chucker?"
"Whatever it is! How do you even know it?"
The doll asked with a raised brow.
"An ebony cable tv appeared in the sky! Did you not see it?"
