"Have you found it yet?" the cloaked figure, previously seen during the incident with Marcella, demanded. His voice echoed through the dimly lit, abandoned underground labyrinth they were navigating.
The maze of crumbling stone walls and flickering torches gave the place an eerie, desolate feeling. Dust hung in the air, and the distant drip of water added to the labyrinth's ominous atmosphere.
The people around him, clearly his subordinates, appeared tired and frustrated. Their dark, worn clothing and downcast expressions spoke of the relentless search that had yielded no results.
"Apologies, sir, but it's just taking more time than it should," one of the subordinates responded, his voice tinged with exhaustion.
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