"My lord!"
The call roused Lance from his ponderings. His eyes had fully adjusted to the outside light, and as he opened them, he could see his teammates awaiting him amid the ruins of the camp outside.
"I've found a hidden base of the Ascension Sect at the marker. They really are operating here."
Lance briefly explained his findings to them, omitting any mention of the large box.
In reality, Dismas and the others didn't care about the box. They were far more concerned with Lance's safety.
Lance's detour had only caused a half-hour delay, but it had already generated considerable stress for them.
They had no choice. Lance was the reason for Hamlet's existence and the core that his followers needed to protect with their lives.
Now that Lance had come out safely, they could finally let down their guard.
