"That means they are already here," Long Chen let out, forcing his body up. "The White Tiger Clan could be right behind us. We need to keep moving."
"They are probably caught in the same maze. It's fascinating they thought of the same idea that I did," he further added, smiling. "That means I really was right about this."
"Does that even matter? If you want consolation, then yes, it seems you were right about this. I can sense some change in the aura of this place. Maybe you truly were right, but it's too soon to judge. Just keep moving for now."
"I know. I was just saying." Long Chen patted his dirty clothes and sent the King's Sword back into his storage ring. Now that the Spirit Line was broken, he didn't need it.
Long Chen stood up and started walking deeper into the Tomb, hoping to finally get out of this hallway.
