At the Cave Palace, as soon as they entered, there was a power outage, which helped them reach the seventh floor unnoticed. It was Norman's plan. As soon as they reached, the electricity was back, Norman grinned at both Crystal and Albert, who were panting for breaths.
"Why do you forget, we are not assassins like you Norman?" Albert said, breathing heavily, holding his stomach.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Crystal asked, baffled about what she just heard.
"Nothing, Albert is an idiot," Norman looked at Albert with an angry expressions.
Crystal carefully looked at Norman's well-built body. If he were in the army, he'd surely be a great one. "Well to be honest everyone from the Fitzgerald team gives me Black belt, commando vibes."
"Ohh.. It is nothing like that Crystal, I just like working out." Norman glared at Albert swearing at him internally.
Albert lowered his head and walked straight ahead.
