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Shift walked back into camp. Yeah, the first task had been easy enough, but he wasnt the first one back, either. with two or three others there before him, He looked about, noticing one man who had clearly been finished longer than the others. Targeting him as the most useful of the bunch, he slowly approached. "You got done first, I'm assuming?" He asked the man, who held a fang in his right hand. Shift saluted, waiting for the other mans reply, having had to salute for most others for his entire life.

Shift was nervous about this whole thing. People depended on magic for almost everything; especially in the labrinth. He knew hardly anything about the magic, and the only thing he was proficient at was cutting, and not everything in this never ending dungeon was cuttable, he full well knew. Or, not by a normal blade, anyway. This man looked as though he could cast runes well, and knew a little of what was going on. Shift however, didnt fully understand the maze, and needed to figure out what was what around here. As far as he knew, there was a large maze by the town, and the monsters were getting restless, so there was a competition of sorts to get as far into the maze as you can, and figure what was causing all of this dissaray in the monsters. Out of the corner of his eye, Shift saw a board with the top 10 competetors in the Labrinth. Crimson Wings was at the top of the list, far ahead of even 2nd place. hopefully this man could answer his questions, and maybe even help him.