The man laughed again.
And all the workers that had been doing one thing or another suddenly stopped and turned towards them. Most of them were in the first and second stage, but there were five third stages there, their faces gleaming with the promise of violence.
But what made things even more terrifying was that they all held artifacts in their hands.
It seemed things were more planned than he expected.
But still, Vacuse was composed as ever and he nodded. "So, a way to keep me and my men occupied and possibly overpower us. But what about the Gold Accord?"
The leader pointed up to the roof.
Vacuse raised his head and saw gleaming runes imprinted on the surface of the stone ceiling.
But the leader was not done. He continued, "Joryth gave you the robes, right? Well, they were made to hide the identity of those who wore them. So, since you left the castle, nobody knew about your whereabouts!"
