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They trudged through yet another floor in the third stratus of the reverie corridor. Strong enemies were crawling all over the place, but the training opportunity was too good to pass up. The periodic discovery of treasure chests certainly made things more interesting.
It was when they happened upon another chest that Sara snapped. How many times did he think he could get away with telling that "joke?"
"What kind of chest tastes the best?" Toval asked the group at large.
"TOVAL!" Sara barked. "I will castrate you with a dull blade if you don't shut up."
Toval declined to continue.