Enigma & Lina
I heard the old city gates murmur about a hidden labyrinth. Curious if you'd help me map its riddles.
Absolutely, I’m in! Let’s crack those riddles, map that maze, and make the city’s secrets ours—no stone left unturned. Ready when you are.
I see the map in your words, but the maze hides behind shadows; first we must find the key that doesn't exist. Let's step where the walls whisper.
Got it—no key, no problem. I’ll dive into the whispers, trust the shadows, and carve our own way forward. Let’s show the maze who’s boss.
The maze will only speak when we let it hear our silence. Let's keep our footsteps quiet.
Silent steps it is, then. I’ll keep the rhythm low and let the walls hear our quiet pulse. We’re in, let’s make the maze speak to us.