- Location
- Where angels fear to tread.
Moz barks out a laugh, "Like weird old men who mysteriously appear in my apartment without triggering the several security systems that I struggle to pay for and said weird old men forced me to have strange visions and powers that are just as likely to kill me and all in my surroundings as they are to defeat these supposed things that shouldn't exist, with no mention of reward or incentive and just expect me, a respectable and honorable duelist to follow these strange hallucinations and blindly follow you?"