Chapter: 861
More marching echoed through the room as knights trailed up the staircase. Jay was about to sigh in relief, but then the light got brighter.
“Fuck.”
The enemy was coming into the room.
“But why? I don’t believe they would search every room every time they pass it? That would be a waste of time.”
*Smash!*
Planks of wood tumbling across the stone floor rattled through the room.
Jay gripped his sword tightly, hearing one of the wooden chairs being smashed apart.
Looking up at the walls, the light was getting even brighter. The enemy was approaching.
“Fuck, they’ll be on me any second. I’ll punish these inquisitive bastards after I dig them out of the bones...” he thought, but still tried to remain silent. He readied his sword.
(Red. Don’t make a sound, but get ready for a fight. Focus on blocking the entrance once it starts.)
Red’s cold eyes flashed a glow of green, covertly accepting Jay’s orders.
A knight carrying a luminous jar came ever closer, its light caused the shadow of the altar to appear on the wall; it was now the shadow Jay was hiding in.
The shadow of the alter got lower and lower, while the marching of knights got louder. However, Jay’s mind was not completely focused on the fight.
“How did it know? How?” Jay wondered, “No enemies escaped, and I damaged no roots down here. We tossed some knights into the deeps of the castle, but we were still far up, above the surface when we did that.”
It annoyed Jay, as he was sure that he made no mistakes. He continued to hold his breath, hoping to conceal his presence.
“They abandoned this room and left it dark. The intelligent knights don’t use the scent-paths, but there would be no reason for any paths to be here. All the dead bodies of enemies are much higher up the staircase, and they probably haven’t even found them yet.”
Yet the shadow dropped lower and lower, and in a matter of seconds it hit the floor behind the altar.
“It doesn’t matter now. It’s nearly on top of us…”
Jay tucked his feet in as he felt that the light source was just above his head. Any closer and there would be no shadow to hide in.
He fought against his mind to keep holding his breath, clenching his jaw to stop himself from giving up and gulping in the air.
“Just a little closer…” he thought.
The light moved around for a moment, shifting the shadow of the altar as it searched for something, then stopped again.
“Come closer you fucker!” Jay screamed in his mind, wanting to take a breath while plunging his sword through the enemy’s throat.
The shadow rose back up the wall and suddenly stopped.
*Clink.*