"now what..." Illya said. She rubbed her head affectionately against Fyar's shoulder.
"If this is a dungeon, then there must be a portal to exit," Fyar answered calmly.
"You read novels, right... so... usually when characters get lost, what do they do...?"
"Those are novels, Fyar... how could they possibly be applied to the real world..." Illya replied.
"Who knows?" Fyar smiled faintly.
Illya sighed. "Well... usually they panic... and get tense... then there's a monster... and they well... make it out... and survive..."
"I see. Do they also talk about their hobbies? Or treat it like a vacation?" Fyar asked.
"No, they're normal," Illya answered. "Only weird people treat this as entertainment."
"You're right... I wonder who those weird people are?" Fyar asked in a teasing tone.
"Hmm... a party filled with weird people? Hmm," Illya answered.
Illya then fell silent for a moment. Her face turned worried. Her brow furrowed.
"But I'm seriously worried, Fyar..."
