Who to Trust

After following the female boss for about half an hour, we finally reached the place. It was a wide open space that was surrounded by a shining gold wall made of light. Right outside, a small encampment was stationed with a few guards rushing here and there.

"Over here, follow me closely."

The female boss quickly said as she entered the largest tent. Even before entering, I could feel all the hair on my arms standing on end. The pressure was something else, it was comparable to Fatima's intimidation.

With a nervous gulp, I quickly swiped the drape over the tent and quickly froze on the spot. Four pairs of intense gazes quickly landed on me. I felt like a frog being stared at by predators.

"Ah, you're Will, right? I remember you."

God Zeshion, who was in the middle of the tent sitting in a lotus position, quickly acknowledged me. With just his words, the tension in the air quickly lowered several levels.