"Yeah..." Elis said, expanding her senses to see where they would be infiltrating. "Alright... We're about a mile away. It's underground from what I can tell, but, the smoke is to thick for me to tell you anything more than that... Charlotte's Spatial Awareness will do better when we got closer..."
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"Are they here?" A robed man sat in a throne, countless crimson, glowing orbs floating around him to illuminate the darkness... No one could yet discern his appearance.
"Yes, master. A mile away." Another robed man said to the man in the throne, though, his stature was noticeably smaller than the man on the throne, and he was clearly of a lesser rank to anybody watching.
"And our sacrifices? What of the Invocation?" The man in the throne said, his tone gruff, filled with untraceable bloodlust to anybody that lacked senses keen enough to notice, a crimson light illuminating where his eyes may have been.
"The Eclipse Invocation is... 30% done, master." The robed man said, trembling with heavy breath.
"And how long have we been stationed on Krieg?" The man in the throne asked, tapping his finger against the armrest of his throne in impatience and unrest, the sound of metal clacking making it obvious that the man on the throne was armored.
"...T-Two months, maste-"
Just as the robed grunt was to finish his sentence, he merely was turned into a horrific, bloody pulp upon the man in the throne standing, steam rising from his mouth.
"Not good enough. Move faster, all of you." The man said, slowly descending from the staircase that stood below his throne, his footsteps ringing like a siren of doom throughout the base.
"Yes, master!" All of the robed grunts, and some of higher rank called out, kneeling at his bloody excellence the Nazareth. They questioned not the death of their comrade at his hand, simply moved to follow his orders.