While the girls were struggling for survival, Drake, Aiden, and Roas were marching through a seemingly endless labyrinth of similar-looking hallways.
Still, they were slowly, but surely making their way through the levels, reaching higher and higher.
"Are you sure that we would be safe just strolling through their 'Sacred Grounds', Aiden? It still feels wrong to me.." Drake asked with a frown on his face, following after Aiden, holding her trusted companion, the royal blade, Marf in his hands. Surprisingly for him, the usually 'chatty' sword was completely silent ever since she was pulled out from the talisman's sub-dimension.