In the painting room, with the strong scent of blood she perceived in the air, the viscountess knew that the situation she had outside was taking it's time to be resolved.
With a nod of disappointment, she immediately selected a few of the maids, totaling to six as she addressed them,
"I don't care what you do, die if you have to but bring me those intruders treacherous heads." She said with clear disdain towards them as the six slowly dissipated.
Now left with just the maids whom were tasked with a different work at hand, the viscountess looked forward to look upon the masterpiece that she wanted to replicate on the canvas.
Yusuf, Rosa, and Sar'har continued their methodical search, unaware of the unfolding events orchestrated by the viscountess. The atmosphere within the mansion was tense, and each step felt like an intrusion into the secrets guarded by its walls.
