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A few hundred meters away from the Saint Rofa Church, in a common household.
A man with a bushy brown beard was nodding off, sitting at the table.
Next to his hand was a curved blade, and on his other forearm, he wore a dark green round shield the size of a human head.
The room was dark, and only he sat there alone.
No one knew that he was the guard arranged by the church to protect the secret tunnel here all year round.
Buzz.
Suddenly, there was a rumbling noise coming from the floor of the bedroom in the household.
The bearded man quickly came to attention, grabbed the candle placed beside him, lit it swiftly, and put it on the table.
Then he got up and walked over to that side.
Leaning against the doorframe, he cautiously raised the curved blade, holding the shield in front of himself.
The iron-clad wooden door, lubricated with oil, slowly opened.
Basari's face came into the light.
Poof.
