"The Land of Chaotic Streams?"
Carson Flores blinked and cautiously asked, "Is it that Land of Chaotic Streams that trapped you for six thousand years, Senior?"
Varric Combs' expression stiffened, then he angrily said, "What else could it be? That place has overlapping spaces and countless streams of chaos, making it impossible to guess by normal logic. One misstep could lead to a deadly peril. Even though I'm a Quasi-Saint, in such a place, only by advancing cautiously could I barely survive."
"I entered unprepared at first and was forcibly trapped there for six thousand years. Over that long period, I roughly figured out the rules here. With my strength, coupled with the treasures collected by my sect for me, and your Incarnation abilities, we will certainly be able to enter completely and return safely."
Carson curiously asked, "If the Land of Chaotic Streams is so dangerous, what attracts you there, Senior, that you're willing to explore at such great risk?"
