We eventually found some stairs leading down, but paused before our decent hearing footsteps approaching rapidly behind us. I turned to see Leukos dashing towards us, his face a mess of fluids.
“Leukos, are you okay? What happened?” Odin asked immediately, while I stepped away. Leukos stopped, breathing heavily, his body still shaking.
“I couldn't... I couldn't help them. I tried... I tried so hard.” He said between shivering breaths. Odin lightly placed a hand on his shoulder.
“What happened.”
“Neko... and Pahhur... They're gone. We found this weird room, total head trip, and there was this giant dog, and I turned around one minute Pahhur was in the thing's mouth, the next both of them were sinking through the floor.” As he spoke his face glistened and droplets slid slowly to the floor.
“It's alright, we'll find 'em and get them safe.” Odin said, hoisting Leukos up.
“Wait! What if he's just another trap!” I yelled. Odin just looked at me.
“And if he isn't?” Odin said.
“Trap?” Leukos asked, his voice calming down.
“Yeah, I was nearly tricked by a copy of my brother.” Leukos thought for a moment.
“It was kinda weird that Pah was back in his original body.”
“Probably just another trap then.” Odin said, moving towards the stairs. “Means we just need to find Neko.”
The stairs went downward, the ceiling opening up to a much better lit room stretching out below us far into the horizon. As we went down we saw the floor was littered with machines, each one moving constantly; churning out weapons and devices of all shapes and sizes. It was a literal jungle of moving parts, with only one wide path at the foot of the stairs running out past our range of vision.
Even as we reached the next floor, the landscape shifted of its own accord; primarily the one path slimmed down and nearly vanished, filled with machinery.
However there were still walkways, not fit for more than two to walk abreast, but we could at least make progress; and after a few turns and paths, we stumbled on a scene that had probably sent many of Avarus' minions away in shame.
Zephos and Moot had located a machine that was dropping what looked like turkeys into a bin. Moot was now sitting in said bin with Zephos on top of him, juggling the turkeys as they came. Each time one of said fowl fell, Moot would waste no time in grabbing and eating it, enlarging his mouth in order to do so in one gulp. I was sorely tempted to just walk away and pretend I don't know these people, considering I hadn't actually known them for too long.
Unfortunately they spotted us and stopped what they were doing.
“Hey guys! Lots of cool stuff around here!” Zephos said, grabbing something from a nearby machine that was particularly sharp and pointy. Odin breathed a heavy sigh and took the object from Zephos before tossing it down the hall we had just come from.
“Zephos. You have no clue where we are do you?”
“Nope.”
“Come on, we're getting out of here and Neko's in trouble.” Odin finally said, this worked rather well as both of them hurried up to catch up.
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