A few more figures emerged on the pitch-black mountaintop.
"The treasure you spoke of is here?"
The Flame Demon greedily stared at the castle floating amidst the Mist.
They had collected many precious materials under Gawain's guidance throughout their journey, but for the most powerful among them, these were merely icing on the cake.
What they truly needed was the Pale Blood that could help them ascend to the Fourth Tier.
"What are we waiting for, let's go in now!"
Someone, eager to try, said.
"We're not taking this route."
The closer they got to Black Fort, the paler Gawain's complexion became, and his eyes flashed with red and black light.
"Is there a secret passage?"
Even the ever-calm Black Soul could not hide his excitement.
Their trust in Gawain might not be complete, but the riches of the trip were too substantial. So even if they knew danger might lie ahead, the group could not contain their greed.
"Follow me."