As Shaan sprinted through the cathedral corridor, unease gripped his mind. He still couldn't believe the truth that Sir Walter had actually been part of the resistance. Sir Walter. The old traitor. He was secretly feeding the rebels valuable information while everyone trusted him. He betrayed the Sanctum for nothing more than his own selfish ambitions.
'That old man is even more selfish than I thought.' Shaan clenched his fists, his jaw tightening. 'But... can those two really hold Sir Walter back?'
"...Shaan, we need to find Elsie as quickly as possible," Nalira said, glancing over her shoulder. "I'm sure Miss Khaya and Theo can handle Sir Walter."
"Yeah, you're right." Shaan nodded. "I'm sure Chelsie should still be—"He stopped mid-sentence. "Oh no... That's Chelsie!" His expression froze as his eyes landed on a group of Resistance soldiers closing in on a purple-haired girl farther down the corridor. "We have to—"
"...Leave this to me."
