"I believe this is the exit from this place."
Ythric spoke, the word exit instantly gripping Vexarion's attention as Ythric continued.
"I want you to get to the exit and escape.
Then return with reinforcements to get rid of both the Anomaly and the Chaos Heir."
And Vexarion…
He did not say anything.
But his eyes—
They remained focused on the 'exit' Ythric had pointed at for a good few seconds. Ythric didn't say anything either. He let his lord think whatever it was he was thinking and then—
"How do you know that's the exit?"
Vexarion asked carefully.
He had already tried to escape once and was caught, so he did not wish to make any more mistakes. He wanted to be as thorough as possible now that it was his second and even his last attempt.
But…
"I do not know for sure."
The answer he received, however, was not what he was looking forward to.
"While most of the focus was on you, Lord, I still had a few eyes on me. I couldn't move freely; else my pretense would fall.
