Elian's POV
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'What the hell do you mean failure to complete the survival mission is death?'
[You literally just answered your own question, fruitcake.]
Oh, right.
Elian let out a heavy sigh when he, Lucian, Aurora and Axel stepped down from the aether craft, two guards donned in golden armour flanking them.
However, when Elian's gaze fell on the "hotel" in question, he was taken by surprise.
"Oh..." Axel scratched the back of his neck beside him, arching an eyebrow before turning his gaze to Lucian, who led the way. "Not exactly the tier three resort I was expecting."
No, it was anything but that.
The hotel was a three-storey grey stone building, still within the industrial district of the city. It had a medium-sized compound with stone slabs and a small fountain shaped like a howling wolf at the centre.
It was oddly quiet, as if it didn't expect a lot of visitors.
Elian even picked up the smell of fresh ale coming from the front door, causing him to swallow hard.
