Outside the laboratory of Lord Chernobyl's manor, Weir was angrily knocking on the door, shouting loudly at the inside: "Come out! I know you're in there! Are you brave enough to do it but not to admit it?"
Meanwhile, the two Autonomous Knights responsible for guarding the laboratory seemed to be malfunctioning, showing no response at all.
"What's got you riled up again?" Perfikot peeked his head out from the doorway, looking at the furious Weir, puzzled by her anger.
"Didn't you promise me that after completing research on the Godslaying Armor, you would solve my curse problem? How long has it been? When are you going to fulfill your promise?" Weir's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction as she looked at Perfikot, as if gazing at a faithless man.
Perfikot, however, showed no reaction, just nodded and said, "Oh, that matter! Come in, and we'll talk! I was about to look for you anyway."
Saying this, he moved aside from the entrance, gesturing for Weir to come in and talk.
