I had to trust them, but I was anxious, I know that Armos had died in combat, because I came across his slaughtered head when I was on my way to the tower, when I tried to enter one of the looters attacked me immediately, without thinking, I dodged very easily, I was even surprised by them, I just had to step aside very calmly and killed my adversary by stabbing him in the heart with a dagger, but this death affected me more than the previous ones, the guy I had killed was not older than Roy, he was just a young man, I had to endure all that feeling that devoured me inside.
I entered the tower, but I had already reached the limit of what I was repressing, I took off my half mask and vomited for a long time, but I couldn't stay like that, the others needed help, so I had to look for that chest fast.
I climbed up the spiral staircase, until I reached the top, the door was locked, but with a couple of lunges that hurt a lot, I managed to break the door down.
