"These tunnels are filthy," Kharshai said with distaste, brushing a large amount of cobweb off of his robes.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Zemouregal replied acidly, "do you keep your secret way for people to attack you perfectly clean and welcoming?"
"No," Kharshai said, "because I prefer to avoid leaving people secret ways to attack me."
Zemouregal scowled. "You should be glad I never got around to fixing Lamistard's idiocy. If I had, we would have had to go through that mess outside to get into the fortress."
"It has been a long while since I was privy to such inane conversation," Guthix said, his tone neutral. "How much farther must we trek?"
It's been a long while since you've been privy to anything, you lazy sack of bones, Zemouregal thought, but all he said was, "No need to panic, we're almost there."
He wasn't wrong, and less than a minute later they were stepping over the disorganized scattering of stones and dirt that took up a small section of his basem