The room behind the door is just a passage with an entrance to the ritual room down the hall and the room where the hostages are held on the left.
"I'll stay here to watch for any shady guys..." Hector says. "You should get to the hostages and save the princesses."
"Try not to die." Arryn says and rushes in through the door on the left.
Hector sits in the middle of the passage and listens.
Outside the passageway, a cave-in has blocked the only access from whence they came in through. Inside the ritual room, the cultists are panicking, and the people performing the rituals have concluded their prayers and incantations and are beginning to notice what is happening. There are some who want to abandon the job and escape with their lives and there are those who have deemed the latter as traitors. They're demanding for the nobleman's daughter. They want to summon a certain being, not a Wallakki.
"Not good. I have to put an end to that."
Hector barges into the ritual room, silencing the chaotic room as everyone inside there turns to meet his gaze.
"Is this the treasure room?" Hector jokingly asks.
A ball of fire quickly flies at him, prompting him into making a reflexive dodge. "Ah, right...I made an error here, didn't I?"
Another man there conjures swords of darkness and flings them at him. Hector uses a teleportation spell to evade and appear behind him, knocking him out with a single punch.
"As long as he can avoid their spells, my ass!" Hector complains. "This stuff will never get any easier to stomach, Arryn!" He says as he dodges more attacks from the cultists. He starts running at them, dodging their beams and blasts whenever they are fired at him. He leaps into the air, and, conjuring water blades, slashes up his attackers.
"Ah...I could've just kept picking pockets in Julot and not have to deal with this if it weren't for him. I can't wait to go back to Eastwood."
Hector. Arryn calls from his wristband.
"Yello? You done?"
I've got the three girls, yes. And stop complaining so loudly. I can hear you well enough.
"Fine. I'll catch up to you in a bit." Hector says and turns to the dead cultists. "Hmm...what can I get from these guys now...?" He walks around the room, picking up some potions and notes, shoving them into a small pouch he is carrying on his waist.
Pickpocketing? Right now? Really, Hector? Arryn says again.
"Hey! It's not pickpocketing if they're dead."
Forget that! Get over here! We've got three people to save here and three others outside undefended!
"Fine." Hector says, and rushes to the door only to be blasted away by some force and sent flying through the walls to Arryn's location.
"Hector! What the hell was that?" Arryn says, dropping to check on him.
"That's what I want to know." Hector says, cleaning the blood from his head.
There are three girls behind Arryn, two standing, and the other sitting on the ground as she was dropped by Arryn. They are all confused and scared, the two girls standing are holding each other, and the third is holding onto Arryn's shirt.
"Whatever it is, we can leave now. We just need time for a mass teleportation spell..." Arryn says.
Running away? Is that what you're doing? After all these years? A loud voice goes.
"What the...?" Arryn is shocked, as the figure appears before him.
"Am I wrong, Arryn the second of the House of Asa?" The figure is a tanned man with brown hair and a diamond mark above his right eye.
A burst of rage surges through his body, as Arryn gets up, not minding the girls behind him. His aura becomes far more menacing than before as it booms through the passage, knocking out the two girls behind him and causing the one holding onto his shirt to vomit.
Hector feels Arryn's emotions through his aura. It is a mix of pain, regret, anger and most especially fear.
"Arryn!! get it together! Don't let it overtake you!!" Hector yells out to Arryn's displeasure.
"Take the girls and run! Don't look back! Don't worry about me!" Arryn says, as his teal eyes burn brightly, and his tears turn to blood. "The Viscount is paying five pounds of gold for this! Don't mess it up!"
"You're kidding! You don't actually think I'd leave you here to fight this guy alone, do you?!" Hector shouts.
"I can help with that." The figure says and turns to Hector and the girls.
"Wait!" Arryn yells.
With a snap of his fingers, Hector and the three girls disappear instantly.
"TYYYYKKKIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Arryn yells on the top of his lungs.
The figure, Tyki, laughs. "I solved your problem, did I not?"
"Where are they?!" Arryn questions.
"Relax, I safely deposited them outside this cave. Besides, it's what you want, is it not? To try and fail against me with no casualties..."
Arryn narrows his gaze and stares him down. He takes off and throws away his wristband. Releasing all of his aura, he jumps to attack this foe.