Cassien's smile slowly widened beneath the mask. There were sixty cultists now present. Any normal person would've panicked.
But Cassien simply adjusted the sleeve covering his wrist.
'Good.'
The ore enemies there were, the more answers he could extract.
Meanwhile, Olivia remained hidden behind the crystal formation near the entrance, her eyes widening as cultists continuously emerged from the secondary tunnel. They carried cages. More prisoners. More victims. Some were unconscious. Others barely remained awake.
This wasn't any hideout, it looked more like a factory. A factory that was deliberately producing something.
Her gaze immediately returned toward Cassien.
'Please don't do anything stupid.'
Unfortunately, she already knew that thought was pointless.
