Capítulo 77: Tomb

"See that?" he rasped, pointing towards the horizon with a calloused hand.

A faint, pulsating light pierced the darkness, a beacon cutting through the dense foliage. Keith followed Pete's gaze, a furrow appearing on his brow.

"Looks like some kind of magical phenomenon," he mused, adjusting his spectacles again. "But judging by the energy signature, it's definitely below Seven-Star level. Probably not a threat nor is it important."

Pete scoffed. "Threat or not, it's light. We haven't seen one of those in hours. Maybe it's a sign, a clue to the hideout's location."

Keith pondered this for a moment, then shook his head. "Doubtful, Pete. Bandits like hiding in dark, secluded spots, not places that light up the night sky like a discount disco ball. Besides, our time is better spent focusing on the task at hand."

A static hiss crackled through their communicators, followed by their employer's chilling voice. "Progress, gentlemen?"