How humiliating.

You, <span class="mu-s">the First Princess of the Flower Kingdom</span>, have been unceremoniously stripped of all your jewels and finery before being dumped buck naked into the <span class="mu-s">Hollow Labyrinth</span>. You expected many things when the <span class="mu-s">Boar Empire</span> invaded: losing your head, being forcibly wed to the son of their emperor, or even getting passed around between their lowborn soldiers like a cheap prostitute in the worst case. Being forced into a naked dive of the Hollow Labyrinth - the lucrative yet dangerous dungeon that sits beneath <span class="mu-s">Rose City</span> - to earn your "freedom" was not on the list.

The scrying orb recording the whole affair for the sick and twisted entertainment of <span class="mu-s">Emperor Buta</span> and his five demon generals was to be expected. The Boar Empire has a habit of tormenting the royals of conquered nations. Unfortunately for him, that pig Buta mistook you for an ordinary woman, the weak and vulnerable sort who would shrink up when her gowns were torn away as if hiding her shame.

There is nothing shameful about your body.

Your skin is like flawless white marble, your lips like plump red rose petals. Your eyes sapphires, your hair spun gold that falls in perfect curls, your features chiseled by the artistic hands of your personal trainer over the course of twenty five years into an immaculate monument to tomboyish athleticism. You worked <span class="mu-i">hard</span> to shape your mind and body into a treasure greater than any of the silks or jewels those brutes stripped from you, and if they thought you would shrink away <span class="mu-i">humiliated</span> by putting the fruits of your labor on display, they are fools.

No, what is humiliating is the fact that these barbarians managed to overwhelm the elite forces of the <span class="mu-s">Flower Knights</span> with nothing but human wave tactics. Not what they've done with the power that they hold over you now, but the fact that they have any power over you at all fills you with a deep sense of disgust.

"Once I've conquered this dungeon, I am going to kill you," you tell the scrying sensor and whoever is behind it. It is not a growl of anger, simply a statement of fact.

There is no exit from the Hollow Labyrinth, not until you defeat one of its Floor Bosses. Even then, you suspect that pig Buta sealed you in with one of the tools that locks dimensional space until the last bost has been slain. No doubt he wants to display your broken and mangled corpse to your people, to demoralize them even further.

Well, you will not give him the satisfaction.

<span class="mu-s">Many paths are open to you now...</span>
>A set of grand, red double doors requires much force to push open.
>A narrow passage winds off into the darkness
>A broken portcullis allows access to a gently moving waterway
>A once hidden door has fallen open, revealing a secret hallway.
>A light above is a hole in the roof. You can climb to it