One Eyed Sage

"What gets wetter the more it dries?"

Shiva stood speechless after the old voice asked this riddle. Personally, he was never a studious person, nor did he possess good interaction skills. Answering a regular question would be challenging, let alone a riddle as dirty as this.

"Kid, answer fast. The time is ticking," the old voice urged him, making Shiva's nerves bulge.

The memories of the Tomb of Legend were still fresh. He had decimated the golems that asked him questions, and right now, he was faced with a similar situation.

An idea appeared in his mind as Shiva looked at the dark corridor, deep in thought.

A smile appeared on his face as he didn't answer the old man and simply stood there.

The impatient old voice asked, "Hey kid, are you going to answer my question or not?"

"No."

Shiva said and looked at the system interface.