Thousand-Faces (2)

While Cliff opened a path through the enemy lines, Kyrian and Vaeric slipped in quietly, following his orders to raid the armory. They moved without a sound toward their destination.

Once there, Kyrian was speechless. The room overflowed with weapons — swords, axes, spears — stacked in piles, an unexpected metallic treasure for those who had suffered decades of weapon shortages. She felt a deep disdain for these privileged demons, and a twinge of jealousy.

But all this would be their loot if the mission succeeded. For that, they needed a device capable of discreetly transporting all this equipment without attracting the attention of the demon guards outside.