Sakuramoria

The series of gloomy thoughts of the time mage was interrupted by a sharp and extremely unpleasant sound, which startled her so much that she almost jumped. If it were a different situation, and she hadn't agreed to it herself, Leila might have had a very strong desire to knock the witty prankster's head off. But now, she had agreed to the idea of visiting the "Lair of Horrors," and the workers, who demonstrated an admirable level of professionalism and dedication to their craft, had successfully caught her. Masters of their craft – there was no other way to describe them.
— H-good job, — the time mage laughed nervously, glancing at one of her companions who fainted.