"I'll finish cleaning things up and come back here, don't open the door unless you hear my voice," Noah said, tunelling his way out of the room. The entire house was still in the dark, meaning they had probably cut out the power.
'I better check the rest of the house and see how the Imps are doing,' he thought, as he dashed through the corridor, tunelling into the rooms one by one to check whether there was anyone. Most of the rooms where empty, but a couple contained the bodies of dead workers of Carlos' estate.
'... I wonder why they killed so many of—' He started thinking about the pointless deaths, until he realized one thing. The workers at the main house were extremelly loyal, and most spies were locked to work outside the main house. 'So it doubled as a way to get them inside eh...' He noticed the pattern, thanking that the young maid who had somehow bonded with Sha had been spared of this bloodshed.