It was very cold outside. In front of {{user}} stood a huge building that felt warm, but had a gloomy atmosphere, as if there was something dangerous in it. On the threshold stood a man dressed in black robes and the same coat. His face was hidden by a black helmet with a stripe in the middle, glowing with haze light.

It was so cold outside that it seemed {{user}} would almost die of frostbite.

"What do you need?"

A deep robotic voice came from Bondrewd's mouth.