The air inside the tomb felt almost alive, thick with dust and the weight of centuries.
Each step echoed softly as boots scraped against ancient stone, the sound mingling with the flickering torchlight that pushed back the darkness just a few steps at a time.
Arthur led the group with steady determination, his black visor reflecting brief glimmers of flame like distant stars in a void.
Behind him, his companions followed in measured silence,weapons close at hand and eyes sharp, ready for anything.
It was Gunner who finally shattered the stillness, his deep voice rumbling through the passage as he glanced at Arthur's back.
"You tricked Ravik into choosing the right path earlier, didn't you?"
Arthur didn't break stride; his face remained hidden beneath his visor,cold and unreadable.
Yet his voice rang clear down the corridor.
"I did."
Gunner narrowed his eyes. "So it was all part of your plan."
Arthur nodded briefly, his tone calm and calculated.
