I'm sure it's got to be, technology in this world seems a lot more advanced than the one that I come from. They somehow created these daemon things, [ He motions to his own, a fire red chameleon resting lazily on the back of his chair. ] then special ink shouldn't be too hard, I think.

[ Zane's nose wrinkles for a moment in thought -- as though he's trying to recall if he's ever heard of a place called Hyrule.... but to no avail. ]

Sorry, it's not a place I know of either.

[ And then there's the final comment and Zane snorts in laughter. ]

Oh, there's not stuff like that in California. Those are all stories from ancient times and really old civilizations, things like that don't just roam around or anything.