Liar

Jay lay in the cave, no longer coated in giant blood or black tar after leaving the dungeon.

(Lamp, Handy, hunt me some food.)

Leaving Red to guard Jay, the two skeletons left the cave, only carrying the bone swords with them.

Jay let out a sigh, still thinking about the dungeon, “So, there are no innocent, huh? How’d I come to that conclusion…” he shook his head, though he couldn’t shake the thought.

“The dungeon deemed someone innocent. I suppose, ultimately, it depends on who declares you innocent.”

As the dungeon ended, Jay was not sure if it was him or whatever his skeletons did on the other side of the portal, but it didn’t matter now. He was just glad that he didn’t have to furiously fight his way out of that mess. However, his blood was still pumping, and his breathing was a little unsteady.