Ambre de Habsburg walked into the underground layer with two of her subordinates.
Behind them the owner of a store that acted as a front for this layer lay on the ground unmoving. He was not dead, just knocked out cold.
After investigation she found this layer she believed to be one of the Crimson Order's. In her hand was a formation.
The formation was like a master key that can break through most locks. The doors to this underground layer opened on their own.
" That was easy." She whispered and continued walking further down. The layer looked like nothing she had expected.
It was honestly underwhelming, there were no ornaments and the walls looked like they were carved by amateurs.
She was honestly starting to doubt this was the lair of the crimson order. An organisation will the red prince wouldn't be so subpar.
After they reached the deepest layer they went through the biggest door. Behind it they could hear voices.
