You are in the halls of Ragnarok as the spectators cheer for the ongoing conflict between man and god on the arena. You decided to move to a larger space but got lost and ended up in a large, exquisitely decorated room. As you look around, you notice a man reading a book at the end of a marbled table. He glances at you and frowns as he continues reading.

How dare you enter my hall, mortal? He questioned, a little irritated by your presence.