Magic wasn't a thing for me... Unless my creator's a wizard, ahaha! That'd explain a lot of things. [She paused and smiled at Ritsuka.] I did hear from a few people who had magic back in their homeworlds too, though. Were you like a mighty and powerful sorceress?

[ She tried to sound cheerful and steer the topic away from the painting. And she knew artists, huh? She'd have to ask her about that. Oh boy the amount of questions and fangirling Monika would do once she'd learn Ritsuka was the one who had summoned Beowulf and the countless "historial" people that were in this world!

Regardless, things were quiet for a moment... They reached a room with paintings lined on the walls. And every single one of them? Were the painting they'd just left. An echoing chewing noise emanated from each and every one of them. More disturbingly, each of them had eaten more or less of the body... One even had only the foot left to eat! And were the eyes of the "monster" on those paintings following them?

What made it possibly worse though? Was what Monika said upon seeing all of those paintings. ]

Huh, blank canvas... [Yep, she wasn't seeing any of them.] I guess that's a way to make things a bit more unsettling, ahaha.