Dragomir incredulously watched the tunnel that they had to pass through. They had to enter a hole in the wall that led to God knows what. He did not know if he should laugh at how Tartarus was trying too hard to create a Pacman challenge, a dangerous one. His thoughts drifted to possibilities, both ludicrous and horrific.
The passage was tight, only just enough to accommodate his size. Maria would have an easier time, but what did that even mean if they had to encounter monster balls with gaping maws? Would he even feel comfortable with letting her take the lead, like a shield or an advanced party?
“Well?” Mr. Tarus asked, his hands patting his glittery silver suit. “What do you think, Mr. Kulic?”
“Why are you asking me? Have you thought of asking the lady?” Dragomir asked innocently.
