Cyn stepped out of the laboratory, with Tristan accompanying him. The poor fellow kept glancing left and right, trying to figure out where he was. It was a narrow corridor made of bricks and stone, leading to a spacious hall adorned with chandeliers.
Cyn walked toward one of the torches mounted on the marble walls. He grasped a metal piece of the sconce and pulled it forward.
Creaaak!
The sound of shifting walls echoed. Tristan froze in astonishment. A hidden door opened, revealing a staircase leading upward.
Tristan asked, "Where are we? And where are we going?!"
Cyn smiled at him and asked calmly, "Do you know where you are right now?"
Tristan swallowed hard. "Gulp!" He shook his head slightly, as if to say he had no idea.
In a mocking tone, Cyn said, "What can you see when you look out from the southern temple grounds?"
Tristan replied, "The elevated temple lands, where sacrificial rituals are held for the god. Yes… you can see the three towers—"
