"FUCK!", Dark screeched, grinding to a halt, "We've been walking for hours but it doesn't feel like we are getting anywhere!".
From the moment Milo had decided to find the lost demon king, they had carefully traced alongside the void so Dark wouldn't be able to activate his mana. What even Milo didn't expect, was for this absolute void to continue on for what seemed to be an infinity.
He tugged at the collar of his shirt, somehow growing warm despite the snow falling gently atop his shoulders. Taking a bit of a detour was a risky move as well. Milo had some kind of idea where the direction of the final room was, he just didn't want to admit it.
You know, him thinking that it was actually in the opposite direction and all.
