The Minister suddenly had a bad premonition, he abruptly turned around to see Vincent, just to catch a glimpse of the Trident Marshal, grinning at him, it was almost unnoticeable as it lasted less than a second, so the Minister even doubted it actually happened.
'I must be seeing things, whatever the case, with the trump card I prepared for Walford, even the crowned prince shouldn't be able to win outpower him at least for six minutes', thought the Minister.
Back at the maze, Daimon whose body was covered in lightning kept advancing through the corridors without stopping, but then he reached a dead end in which he was forced to go through one of the wooden doors.
"That old bastard must have done it so every certain distance you have to enter a door at least", said Daimon to himself.
