To the glacier rooms

Gisben led his creation through the maze of air ducts, apologizing the whole way for the way his creation had to bend down to follow after him. As unlike him and his short hunchback stature, his creation was rather tall. So she had to bend her back rather deeply to be able to follow after Gisben down into the air ducts, which were in fact so low at points in smaller air ducts that the human spine would snap at the angle she bent it at.

But not Gisben's creation, no, as he continued to apologize for the indignity, she merely nodded that she was fine and well maintained a feminine grace despite the awkward posture she was **** to walk in. Soon they reached the exit from the air duct they were looking for, which was good for Gisben's sake, who was stressing himself out over the supposed disrespect he was showing his own creation for not having a way for her to go where she could maintain her full graceful posture at all times.

His creation didn't care she existed to serve her maker, and it's not like she was at all hindered by the small ducts; she did have to stoop low to move; she was created to be so flexible so that she may perform the most dazzling dance upon the stage that she was barely moving in the vents. Gisben had his creation go first once he was sure she would land safely in the area below and that there were no gangers wanting in ambush or obstacles below where she would land.

He had her go first because he wanted her to be able to stretch herself to her full height as quickly as possible rather than being **** to stoop as she was. So she went first with him following behind her, both landing in a giant chamber filled with crisscrossing platforms that had huge blocks of ice covering them. The ballerina looked around, marveling at the icy world her creator had brought her to.

"So where did you bring me too, master?" The ballerina asked her master, wondering what the beautiful frozen chamber of crisscrossing platforms actually was. Gisben marveled at the room for a moment before he answered, truly taking in what he thought would be the perfect stage he could get for her at the moment.

"It is the glacier chamber, my beautiful creation. A place that for reasons no one knows is much colder than anywhere else in the underhive. So it causes the air to freeze, creating these blocks of ice that form all over the chamber, hence the name of the place." Gisben said he was quiet happy he was able to answer his creation question so well. His creation nodded, but then her attention was drawn away from the natural beauty of the ice to a few bullet holes in a nearby platform.

"Master, does a lot of fighting happen in the glacier chamber?the ballerina asked, taking a much more propping look around the room for any threats to her master. Gisben turned to her and away from the beauty of the chamber, wondering what could have prompted that question and then seeing the bullet holes she had seen.

"Ahh yes, sadily enough, battle does mar the naturally beautiful nature of this chamber." Gisben stated with a sad sigh, causing his creation to turn to him in curiosity, wondering why. "As you've probably noticed as we've passed through the vents, this is a corrupted world deprived of natural beauty; as such, there's very little in the way of natural resources such as clean water. So many gangs make runs to the glacier chamber to take blocks of ice back to their hideouts to have clean water." Gisben said, explaining the reason why gangsters made multiple trips to the glacier chamber.

Though his creation was still confused on why there were signs of battle if all that was happening was gangs making water runs. Gisben, seeing her confusion, explained why their fights were going on. "Since everyone has to come down to the glacier rooms to resupply for clean water, other gangsters like to set up ambushes for rivals in here. But I haven't seen any near where we came out from, and it is a large chamber, so we should be fine so long as we avoid going to the entrances where the gangs come from and where their rivals would be waiting for them." Gisben stated and focused on his creation, who saw the anticipation and could already hear the beginning before he had said it.

"Yes, master, this stage meets what I need to perform. So I shall begin at once." The ballerina said with a smirk before giving a small bow to Gisben, who responded to being told that he would see his creation perform with a squeel of excitement that his peers of the underhive would have kicked him merciless for not caring. He knew that they would have mocked him for not being covered in scars from multiple battles and being into ballerinas in the first place once they understood the concept. So he did not care for their opinion and was more than ready to delight in the performance despite whatever they would think of him.

So the ballerina quickly jumped from one platform to the next, quickly measuring the distance between them, and then she proceeded to bash a few blocks of ice that were around the platforms, showing her strength as she broke them down into shiny pillars of ice. Once she was done, she turned to Gisben and spoke. "Now I shall begin." To which Gisben stared at her eyes laser-focused so as to enjoy her performance as much as possible as she began.