The tour of the Black Spire lasted for several hours.
The Mistress led me through vast, echoing halls and endless obsidian bridges. We saw rooms filled with dormant shadows and armories holding weapons that hummed with terrifying chaotic energy.
Throughout the entire trip, I made sure to keep her busy. I peppered her with a relentless stream of questions. Most were completely trivial inquiries regarding the architecture or the glowing void plants. However, hidden carefully among the mundane questions were crucial probes regarding the Spire's layout and the nature of the wasteland outside.
She answered them all with surprising patience.
During this excursion, I managed to discover one absolutely vital piece of information.
It was completely impossible to teleport inside the Spire.
