Forward progress has been a fruitless endeavor, thanks in no small part to the ceaseless rotation of these corridors.

Stumbling into another checkpoint might as well be impossible. Your denizen has told you as much.

He's a bit of an insufferable wisenheimer. Said it would be "in your best interest" to step up and reckon with your one track mind, as if your plans of murderous lusus-based revenge weren't TOTALLY JUSTIFIED. Naturally, you decided to give the sanctimonious know-it-all A PIECE OF IT. He stood between you and the one thing you actually wanted, leading the SHITLIZARD straight to that WEIRD ALCHEMIST, which makes him a kill stealer by proxy. And then he doesn't even have the guts to take responsibility!

Two can play this spiteful game.