"Ah! It seems you've arrived."
Travis bowed slightly.
Flinnder smiled and dusted off his hands, "The others have been quite impatient. I fear that if I hold off any longer they will go for my throat. How has Dimitrin been treating you?"
"It's been. . . painful."
A laugh escaped Flinnder, "They were quite angry with your performance and choices. I would bet your little 'exercise' was a tad on the painful side."
"My apologies for the disappointment."
"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to."
Flinnder snapped and the crooked black square appeared, "Enough time wasting, it is time to meet the other Dukes."
Travis walked towards the portal, but was suddenly stopped by Flinnder, "I should point out that you must treat the Dukes with utmost respect."
"I will be careful."
"I will not defend you if anything goes wrong."