Blade Maidens: The Hunt – 11
“Traps? What do you mean?
“You know, like, a revolving book case or being thrown in a pit of ravenous wyverns.”
“Ah. It’s book stuff. Sorry, princess, not much of a thing in the real world.”
“Well, what sort of traps are the real thing?”
Two kinds, I guess. The kind that kill you on the spot, and the kind you’re going to need to fight your way out of like a bear with its leg caught.”