"I'm getting hungry," Yolin groaned after an hour of waiting.
The ceiling of the dungeon had glowing stones similar to the stalactites found in higher dungeon floors, illuminating the space. I checked my new pocket watch: It was a quarter past three.
I felt my stomach growl at her words.
"We could roast the Uger meat," Natasha offered.
"You don't roast Uger meat," I commented. "Can you take the refrigerator out, please?"
Natasha did a weird pose and out came the refrigerator.
"Do you have a table I could use?" I asked the two.
Natasha shook her head and I turned to Yolin, who nodded.
"I got you," she said with a smile.
A low table materialized in front of her, which she picked up and placed next to me. Natasha put a big chunk of meat on it while licking her lips.
"Okay," I nodded. "Natasha, could you bring the rocks from the campfire? Also, do you have a knife you could lend me?"
"On it," she answered with a nod.
