Continuing straight past many more intersections, the compass growing more and more accurate, Roy was about to take another step forward when he suddenly felt a force on his shoulder.
In an instant, he was yanked backward forcibly, as Vector looked down at him and whispered while pointing at the upcoming intersection.
"Do you hear that?"
*STEP*
*STEP*
Throughout the silent labyrinth, the sound of shoes crashing against the stone-brick ground echoed.
Instantly, Roy placed his hand on his sword, his eyebrows raising; however, Vector remained calm, even a smile appearing on his face.
Showing no concern, Vector crept forward, his footsteps unheard, and muttered to Roy behind him.
"What are you worried about? This person is clearly a low rank; they're not even trying to hide their footsteps. Clearly, they're stupid."
However, Roy paused and answered back.
"What if...they're just super confident, to the point where they don't even care if they're heard."
