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As much as Girania wanted to burn people to vent her confusion, she decided against it. As fun as it would be to fight and capture this 'security', she had a bit of knowledge about random events. If something of magical nature happened, and it was out of randomness, then she could not simply burn her way back. Being a berserk pyromaniac would not help in the slightest, and may probably end up making the situation worse. She'd have to just roll with it, and hope that whatever happens doesn't get in her way too much. Of course, such a thing is easier said than done. Girania was addicted to the suffering of others, and having the inability to cause it was like taking a toy away from a child. It left her miffed.

Still, she took the key and thanked the man with a false expression of gratefulness. She looked at the number on it, and assumed that it was referring to the numbers on the room. As she made her way, she thought of all those people that she saw in that place. They all seemed...unique. She'd have to make an effort to learn more about them, if she ever saw them again. If things become bad, and Girania can't return, then she'd have to make do with using them as her test subjects. They seemed powerful, so maybe she'd end up finding something interesting.

In any case, she did find her room. She paid no attention to the screams coming from nearby, as they mattered little to her. The room was nice. It was plain, and filled with what she expected...as well as a few things she didn't recognize. This room would have to serve as her resting place and experimentation area, similar to how she did things back home. Still, she'd have to do some...redecorating.