[ Link cranes his head, trying to see if there's anything he can give Dimitri to help guide either of them towards the other, but... there's really nothing. This world is dark, bereft of any sky. He has no idea what time it is, which way is north, which way direction the spire is aside from relative to where he is right now. And the city itself has all the same problems: dark, filled with repetitive buildings and streets that mostly look the same, hostile and demanding and near-impossible to traverse.
Across their connection, there's a peal of frustrated hopelessness, like distant thunder. ]
I don't. I don't see anything like that. I don't know what to do.
[ This place sucks. He's definitely not voting to save it, that's for sure. ]
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Across their connection, there's a peal of frustrated hopelessness, like distant thunder. ]
I don't. I don't see anything like that. I don't know what to do.
[ This place sucks. He's definitely not voting to save it, that's for sure. ]