With the two sides of the progressing teams stumbled upon a halt of their own, I couldn't help but notice the fact that something or someone was orchestrating these stages behind the veil.
Both Licarus and Horus, while barely able to keep up with the fast and coordinated movement of Nehemoth's servants, they resisted quite splendidly until they got the standing applause from the devil himself.
"... I do not."
"Come on, you can't escape this one."
"My question is genuine though." The Arcadian seemed to fluster, forcing a smile. "This spell is for maintaining the isolation of this area, you see."
"Mr. Faust, don't believe her!" Roger exclaimed, playing along as she found a crack of opportunity. "She is here to kill us, every word that she spews is an utter lie of a non credible source of information."
"I guess you're right, Roger."
"This is not the first time where my genuine gesture is questioned, but don't you think that it's rude to assume for the worst-"
