Andrew, the shorter guard.

"Very well, do as you please," Enoch remarked, frustration evident as he angrily let his phone drop upon realizing Damien's stubbornness. It was of no use arguing with him anymore, Damien was going to leave regardless of what he wanted.

Meanwhile, back at the mansion, Elder Timotei, with a determined expression, made his way toward Aurora's cell, prepared to set things in motion. If he needed to push her to the brink of confession by any means necessary, he was ready to do so. Time was of the essence, and he had no intention of wasting it.

Upon reaching the inner part of the dungeon, two guards stationed in front of Aurora's cell appeared visibly fatigued from their duty of guarding her in the dungeon's darkest recesses. They were leaning against her cell door, and their surprise was evident when they spotted Elder Timotei.