Greed gritted his teeth, staring at Moore who made his way towards the room, where they had asked Barron to keep an eye on Hector, but the fourth Grim was such an airhead that instead of keeping an eye on the mighoul, it would be more appropriate to ask the mighoul to look after the rabbit.
When he turned around, the sixth Grim noticed Lucas heading his way from the other end of the corridor. Asking Moore to stop would only raise his suspicious radar and that wasn't good. The gatekeepers were straight Grims who didn't take any nonsense. One mistake and they would release out the signal that they had found the Grims and that wasn't something they were planning to do tonight.
The tall and nosey Grim Reaper, had opened the door and Greed raised his hand at the back of his neck, scratching it as Moore stepped inside the room. He looked around the room, but there was no one. Greed's own eyes moved and saw Moore turn around to look at him.
