The footsteps were numerous, echoing through the tunnel as they approached Reeva's room. Sensing trouble, Reeva took the initiative and opened the door, peeking out to gather information. To his right, he saw a group of gray-robed men approaching, their pace quickening as they spotted him.
Shit.
They were not here to congratulate him — each was armed with swords and knives, ready for a fight.
"We're busted!" Reeva shouted, and everyone inside the room grabbed their weapons. It wasn't a surprise; the void entity must have already informed the higher-ups that Reeva hadn't been converted.
It wasn't the best plan Reeva could have devised, but it was the most direct and fastest way to reach the painting, and he needed every bit of time he could get. Leon had said the day of the ritual was approaching, so they had no choice but to act fast.
"Theia! Go with him to the top! You remember the way?" Reeva commanded.
"Yes!" Theia responded.
