>WHOOOOSH!!!<
A silhouette sharply made its way across the narrow path that was layered in icy frost.
The dark hair of the blur moved faster than most eyes could perceive—not that there was anyone in the passageway to watch him sprint away.
His focused eyes were fixed on the path ahead of him, and his two hands delicately held a beautiful chest that seemed to be made of ice.
'I had no choice…' Liu's thoughts trailed as he made his way out of the cave. 'Yui is waiting for me back home. She needs the Frost Mandrake!'
He kept echoing these words as he further distanced himself from the massive hall where he stole the chest from.
The faces of the men whom he abandoned in the Labyrinth flashed in his mind, though he kept drowning the images with the more pertinent matter of his Master's worsening situation.
'It's not like I know them, or anything. I just concealed my presence and watched as they took care of all the traps for me.'