Meanwhile... Far behind Claus, Kira and Donnel.
Seth trailed slightly behind Brielle and Zane, his face twisted in discomfort as he spoke. "I mean, it's bad enough that this is an abandoned factory, but now we've got flickering lights and this foul stench?"
He fanned the air dramatically in front of his face with one hand, his energy pistols swinging at his sides.
"It's the smell of decay," Zane said, his red eyes scanning the dim corridors ahead.
"You might want to get used to it before we go any further. It's only going to get worse."
Brielle tightened her grip on her plasma bow, her eyes looking toward Seth. "I brought a flashlight," she said. "But if I use it, the board members ahead of us will definitely know we're here. Expecially with how sharp their senses are."