So Close

Elder Varough moved like the wind. His task force looked toward one another and gathered at once, following after his swift steps. Although they lost him almost immediately, they followed after his aura, moving at their fastest speeds as well. 

"Shit…" Leonel mumbled beneath his breath. 

He didn't manage to make it far, but he was forced to slip back into the furnace room, dodging behind the large pieces of machinery. 

With the most speed he himself could muster, he appeared beside a familiar furnace, the very same one he had made changes to previously. The blood that covered him and the irregular shape of his chest made it clear he was nearing the end of his rope, but his gaze was still sharp. 

BANG!

The door to the furnace room was ripped open so forcefully it flew off its hinges. Varough rushed in like a wild beast.