A conclusion

The inside of Erik's head was like a hurricane as he walked back through the lit floors of the building. 

The haunting images of the captives, their vacant eyes, and the chilling surgical procedures lingered in his mind. He could feel their silent pleas for mercy, their longing for freedom. Yet, he knew he couldn't grant it.

The temptation to free the kidnapped was powerful, a nagging voice in the back of his mind urging him to take action. 

But he wrestled with it, grappling with the harsh reality of his situation. If he were in their place, no one would come to save him. 

The blackguards would realize he was the one who freed them while searching for Catrina. He was aware of it. The world was a cruel and unforgiving place, and he had to play by its rules.

He pondered the Blackguards' enigmatic nature while navigating the corridors undetected.