"It doesn't always have to be literal", Ezekiel remarked and turned to Myra. He listened carefully as she explained where the portals led, taking notes in his head. He nodded slightly and praised her, "Quite good organization... For a new blood" He snickered at his own joke before returning to a more poised demeanor. He looked a little more welcoming now though that he did a few seconds ago.
"Then I presume you know very well where they go" Ezekiel commented. He also looked a little dignified at the moment like a respected gourmet or the sort. Somehow, one would think they looked like very dignified gods chatting casually in a godly domain. This easily was broken when Ezekiel flashed a Cheshire grin and said to Myra, "Shan't we go on an adventure?!" He half-shouted the last part, grabbing Myra by the wrist and dragging her along as he ran straight into one of the portals like a madman escaping with a bag of gold.
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