85.5 Gameplan

"N-Non, Monsieur..." Amelie coughed as she slowly stood up. "I-I have disabled said part of the système before anything else."

I took one last glance at the Seigels before letting out a sigh of relief, "Great. At least we haven't alerted all of Mathema that we're here."

At my words, the two Primzahls let the tension leave their bodies as they moved closer to me. Staring at the hole, it was sizeable enough that even Grigori had a decent leeway before he hit any of the wall's jagged sides. And he was probably seven-foot-one.

"Well, it would seem that our earlier problem has been solved, albeit with a bit more noise than we wanted," the old man scoffed. "I should've just smashed it in the first place."

"Riight..." I drawled out. "It wasn't what we wanted, but it'll have to do. Amelie?"

The Vidan maid looked apologetic as she limped towards the rest of the group, "Apologies, Monsieur... I failed to properly disarm the système..."