As Kaeya and the guard moved forward, they slowed to a stop almost at the same time. Ahead of them, a familiar figure came into view, standing calmly beneath the dim red glow of the walls.
Tyler.
Kaeya frowned, her grip tightening on her sword. She and the guard exchanged a brief look before walking toward him.
"This doesn't make sense," she said as she approached. Then she stopped again, her gaze shifting past Tyler to the wall behind him.
Where there had once been a stone face, there was now a jagged hole. Cracks spread outward like veins, and faint wisps of red light leaked from within.
"I'm pretty sure you two went that way," Tyler said, gesturing the opposite direction from the path they emerged with his chin.
"We did," Kaeya replied. "We didn't turn around. We didn't circle back either. We walked straight ahead, and somehow we ended up coming back to the same place —from the opposite side."
Tyler's expression sharpened.
"Then that means…" he began.
