Right in front was an empty hall made entirely out of stone. It was pitch black without any light but strangely, everything could be clearly seen. There even was an old man with a crutch standing in the center of the hall, staring quietly at them.
"Where are we?"
"The escape route underneath the village."
"Where're the villagers? Are we going to ignore them?!" Cohen kept asking.
"Us leaving is the biggest protection we can provide them." Rose Dahm replied softly.
"We should be very careful with what's going to come next." Rose Dahm said in a strict tone. "I'm not joking around. We're going to die here if we're not careful."
"I have encountered these situations countless of times." Cohen smiled as if he didn't care at all.
The old man in the living hall in front of them finally reacted. His pitch black eyes started to stare at three of them.