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Oh, how nice to hear from you again, Mr. Kalord! How fares your mission?
Yes, I can imagine you are already tiring of whipping the undead.
I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Kalord, I realize that fish-men were not exactly mentioned in the prior dispatch.
You had to throw giant battle axes at a mutant bat with a gaping maw? Splendid work, Mr. Kalord! We're all pulling for you at the Agency!
Oh, I see. Unoccupied suits of armor walking about, eh? Must have been exciting!
Calm down, Mr. Kalord. I understand the footing was precarious. That's no reason to shout at me.
Oh dear. Flying Medusa heads? Well, it appears COUNT DRACULA is aware of your presence, eh? Jolly good show, old chap!
Booby traps? Falling spiked ceilings? Well, I certainly am glad you took the mission. I don't know what I would do faced with such adversity.
Queen Medusa, eh? Was she ugly per chance? Hahahahahaha! Keep it up, Mr. Kalord! You're due to find your way to that tower sooner or later!