are you ready for this

idealism sits in prison
chivalry fell on his sword

Making a noise that's the equivalent of eh, it's with a jaunty shrug of his shoulders that Danta turns to walk backwards, heedless of dead ends or snatching vines that might want to reach out and grab at him. "Not sure that anyone but Ancients would have a good time in The Climb," he points out; it isn't as though it's a kind terrain for anyone not able to withstand the heat. "But I'll consider it."

As for the labyrinth, the Maverick's brows furrow in thought. "I'm sure I saw a book about it in the Atheneum," he says. Alas, he hadn't cared enough to look beyond the spine of it. "I like to think it just appeared, myself." Spinning again and taking a left turn only to be presented with nothing but a dense hedge, he glances over his shoulder to Edmund. "Any idea how to get out?"

Dantalion

I slithered here from Eden
just to sit outside your door