The kid pointed out the wall behind us, telling me that there was something more than that panel. As I walked near the stone wall, cracks greeted my eyes.
And that only meant one thing. People could actually open this wall and a secret room waited for us on the other side.
I used my fist from strength and punched the wall out of its misery. As the panel crumbled into a million pieces, a sigure of a woman addressed my eyes. She rested on the ground, unconscious and embracing herself like a fetus. Beside her were the tables and chairs decorated like an office.
My feet rushed towards the girl and immediately gave my assistance. Upon inspecting the woman, the girl didn't have any visible wounds on her skin. Fortunately, this woman didn't suffer from anything besides the emotional trauma she experiences.
But that experience would sweep away, since we finally found her alive, together with Friar.
