A light shone in the sky, blinding everything for a moment. Then, the princess' silhouette was not seen in the highest flying pavilion where the Prince Samael and Victor were seated.
The light glowed in the top floor of the large tower they were in.
"Yes!"
This was something he only planned a whim and had a large chance of not happening.
It's one of the many possibilities Varian played out in his hand and kept it as a tactic to use if some very specific set of conditions were satisfied.
Without any hesitation, Varian headed to Adsher, grabbed the most precious set of artifacts.
Then, he walked into a private room, created a clone and sent it up the tower. Simultaneously, he hid himself with utmost focus.
If things really went wrong, then his clone would just die. And he'd be treated as an arrogant employee who deserved to die.