Noah had not been in this world for that long, but he was still able to recognize when something was about to go very badly.
This was one of those moments.
He stayed completely still behind the boulder and watched through the gap between two rocks. Damien was pressed against the stone beside him, equally silent, they focused on what was happening in the center of the room.
What made Noah and Damien hiding behind was the man sitting there. No, not the man but the dead bodies of humans beside him. They were collected and kept together.
The man was kneeling at the edge of the hole.
That was the first thing Noah had registered. A person. An actual human being, middle aged from what Noah could see of his posture and build, wearing dark robes that pooled on the stone floor around him. His back was to them.
Around him were bodies.
