The map room was quiet except for the rustle of paper as Isadora rolled up a schematic of Highmont's wall. Reidar kept the Sky-Hunter still on the chandelier, focusing entirely on the conversation below.
Isadora and Lucius were dangerous. Level 340 and 355. But they were subordinates. They took orders.
Then, the double doors swung open again.
A man walked in. He wore the high-collared vestments of a Deacon, identical to the ones Aaron and Viren had worn, but the fabric seemed darker.
He was tall and thin, his skin the color of old parchment. His ears were pointed, in the same way as Viren, Aaron, and Silas's were.
Reidar felt a chill go down his spine.
—[Deacon Cornelius Drecht—Level 365]—
"Deacon," Lucius said, straightening up. The arrogance he had shown moments ago vanished, replaced by fearful respect.
