Beatrix Sprin hurried back towards the direction of the manor.
She was prepared to actually use a special artifact that Walter and Iris have given, as long as she saved her companions and yet what she saw made her stop in her tracks.
Instead of the Adventurers being drugged or poisoned in the dining hall, they were all marching up and leaving the premises of the manor.
"Hey!" Beatrix Sprin called out to them.
"Good thing, we found the location of the crypt and we're heading there."
"We need to get there right away, but does that mean we have to share with the others?"
"That's no good, but the teleportation's scroll with them."
Beatrix Sprin stopped in her tracks and looked at them in surprise. It was almost as if she couldn't be seen or heard.
What had happened to them?
Some kind of Spell?
She didn't understand, until she locked eyes with the beautiful white-haired young woman.