Alastor examined the metal contraption he was currently standing in, as it made its way up to the third floor. It was a rather rickety looking thing if he were being honest, and not something he would have ever thought up in a million years. Mainly due to the fact that in his home dimension they didn't need such crude contraptions. Still, he supposed such a device would have been a miracle to the primitive bipeds who first saw its creation and then use. The Umbral Lord couldn't see it in quite the same light himself, however.

He supposed it wasn't entirely worthless though. At least it was getting them were they needed to be, and in relative safety at that. Granted the slight jostling of the object and occasional rumble that reverberated throughout its frame made Alastor somewhat uncomfortable, but he'd manage to endure the ascent well enough, or as well as could be expected from a creature like him anyway.