Ghanso's face fell, and he looked at Biagio with a mix of shock and disbelief. "How could they all have died?" he asked, his voice filled with sadness and confusion.
"Let's first get out of here. It's dangerous to stay here. Many things are happening. I don't even know who is whose enemy." Biagio exclaimed, his eyes darting around anxiously.
"What about Meredith?" Ghanso asked with anger.
Biagio shook his head. "Forget about her for now," he said firmly. "We need to focus on getting out of here alive. Meredith is trapped in the black smoke, but she won't be for long. We need to move, Ghanso."
Ghanso nodded, his mind still reeling from the news of his comrades' deaths. He forced himself to focus on the task at hand and followed Biagio as they ran through the maze-like hallways of the castle.
He didn't know where he was going, but he knew that he had to keep moving. Meredith was still out there, and he couldn't rest until he had avenged his family.
