"The Hell you're talking about couldn't be the one I'm thinking of, could it?" Ma Lu's sense of foreboding grew stronger.
Fortunately, the Wandering Sorcerer quickly clarified, "No, it's not."
"That's a relief."
"The Hell I'm researching is many times more dangerous than the one you know of."
"Can you not speak between breaths," Ma Lu's heart leaped again, "and also, since the Hell you're talking about is so dangerous, is there a possibility that the best course of action is to not study it at all?"
"It won't do," the Wandering Sorcerer shook her head, "The seal on that gate is weakening, and I need to repair it. Otherwise, the creatures on the other side will soon break through and descend upon this plane.
"With their strength, the sentient beings of this plane would have no resistance whatsoever."
"Ah... such a big issue, have you discussed it with anyone else?"
"Who?"
"Like... the police station?"
"Do they handle these kinds of things?"
