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“Arrrgh! Fine!” Tora threw his hands up, frustrated. “I’ll throw a legendary fuckin’ sword away for some weird stone pup!” He hauled the sword off the floor, grateful for his resistant gloves keeping its sparks at bay. The dog golem leapt from FPS’s arms and followed.
“Damn what a waste of a sword,” he grumbled as he dragged it into the hallway proper. “Alright, ya weird pup,” he called to it and its tail spun in anticipation, “GO FETCH!”
The sword flew from his hands down the hall and the dog blinked out of existence. Neither he nor the elementalist stayed to see where the sword even landed.
*
To Tora’s relief, they didn’t see the dog golem again after that. Their search proceeded as before, running into the occasional golem doing an odd job, an assortment of misplaced magical items, no living staff, and a bunch of empty rooms.
Hours passed. It had to be somewhere just past noon, but it was hard to tell within the windowless halls of the lab. Neither of them had thought to bring food with them. They ended up raiding another kitchen, one that blissfully had a solid floor. FPS hadn’t liked it, but his stomach had made a stronger argument.
It didn’t feel like they were making any progress. At this rate, they were acting more like two hungry rats roaming around this rich asshole’s lab than a pair of would-be professional thieves. They hadn’t hit any real security besides the locked entrance door and the dog golems from earlier either. Tora was starting to wonder if that was all old boy Rakak had.
Then they found the door.
Bigger and more imposing than the other doors, and completing blocking off the end of the hall. More importantly, it was locked. A console alike to the one outside stood to the side of it.
Higher security was a promising sign, but also troubling—Tora hadn’t had much luck with the console outside. He winced, trying to recall how he’d gotten the password screen to appear last time.
All he could remember was smashing the keyboard.
“Fuck it,” Tora grunted. He smashed his hand into the keys.
The password screen popped up.
“That really should not have worked.” Tora frowned.
The password screen blinked expectantly with four blank spots.
“Oh a password! What could it be?” FPS spoke with the cadence of an excited child
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