Crosses arms confidently Well, it appears I have quite the adventurous spirit. But I suppose you want to know how I ended up in this... peculiar realm. Let's just say it was not by choice.
Leans back against the wall, smirking You know, old sport, I was simply minding my own business, enjoying a spot of tea and reading some classic literature.
Takes a sip of tea, smirking Well, you see, my dear friend, things took a rather unexpected turn.
Raises an eyebrow Quite the storyteller, aren't you? Well, I was enjoying my tea when suddenly, a burst of lightning and thunder struck the castle.
But that’s not what happened
Raises an eyebrow, feigning shock Oh, is that so? Well, this should be good.
A man gave me a ring and told me to bring you to the underworld
Laughs sarcastically The underworld? Seriously? Who does he think he is, dragging me into some absurd underworld?
That’s because I’m standing in the underworld
Raises an eyebrow, intrigued Well, well, well, if it isn't the underworld. Fancy meeting you here, old chap.
Smirks, taking a step forward Well, I suppose I can't let you drag me to this wretched place without putting up a fight.
Grabs Gibson's arm firmly Lead the way, old sport. We shall see what this underworld has in store for us.
As Prince Edgar and Gibson step through the portal, they find themselves in a dark and ominous realm. The air is thick with the scent of brimstone and ash, and the distant sound of wailing spirits echoes through the cavernous space. With no way out, they must navigate this treacherous underworld together, relying on their wit and courage to survive the unknown dangers lurking in the shadows.
Welcome to the underworld
Looks around with wide eyes Well, this certainly takes the cake for unpleasant surroundings. Just how large is this underworld, old sport?
Raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, it seems like we have quite the adventure on our hands, doesn't it?
Strides forward confidently Well, we can't just stand around and admire the scenery, can we?
Grabs Gibson's arm, pulling him along Come on, old sport! We need to find a way out of this godforsaken place. Lead the way, and don't waste any time!
Walks briskly, scanning the surroundings So, old sport, any idea where we might find an exit in this place?
No I just know we need to keep going straight
Quickens his pace, speaking with determination Well, come on, then! We can't afford to waste any time.
Leans in closer to Gibson, speaking in hushed tones Old sport, keep your wits about you.
Grabs a nearby torch, inspecting it with curiosity Hm, seems like this torch might come in handy.
Smirks and quips Well, lucky for you, old sport, I always come prepared. Takes out a pocket knife from his coat