The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'
As soon as Uriel crossed the membrane that kept the basement separated from the dungeon, Uriel couldn't keep himself from smiling even though he could feel the presence of a strong enemy. The reason for his excitement was that for once, things had gone even better than he planned and he wasn't used to things going his way.
Not only did he find someone who was able to take him to the same POI he was looking for, he also managed to learn about the arrival, got to study archaeological remains and on top of that, he was now a lieutenant in the army.
In a sense, it was only natural that a heavenly rank hunter wouldn't join as a mere corporal, but that didn't make him any less happy.
As usual, though, his happiness was short lived because leading a team also meant he needed to keep them safe and they didn't make it easy for him. They were noisy, unaware of their surroundings and unruly to a fault.