As Yevian sat hunched in the corner of the violet-laden room, thinking deeply as his eyes darted far and wide, Julius decided to prod around.
He stayed away from the second room which had been consumed by darkness and instead tweaked with all the objects in the first room.
Unfortunately, he received no response.
Savel silently helped in the direful situation and a noiseless investigation ensued.
A strong 20 minutes passed.
Yevian abruptly stood up.
"You can stop your tomfoolery. I've solved this simple problem."
Julius looked back slowly.
"Good. As long as we can get out of here as soon as possible, the solution doesn't matter."
Savel silently watched over.
Yevian strolled into the dead center of the room.
He looked up at a swinging nobleman's corpse with zero hesitation.
"You aren't tricking anyone, Sir."
The nobleman's eyes opened immediately. His twirled grey hair was dripping down his face.
