Rael tapped the armrest of the chair he was sitting in as he waited for that woman to bring Zareth.
As for this room itself? It seemed a little strange.
There were many paintings on the walls, which were lit up by the dim lights. At the same time, he could clearly smell blood, but no matter where he looked, he couldn't see a single bloodstain.
The others were dressed in black attire with masks covering their faces. Obviously, this was the hideout of the shadows.
But for shadows, they're pretty weak, Rael remarked inwardly. But maybe Zareth has some sort of plan? Maybe...?
Rael put those thoughts aside as he began counting in his mind, waiting until Zareth finally arrived.
When the count hit four minutes, Rael heard footsteps, followed by Zareth arriving from the opposite direction.
He approached Rael with a slight frown, picked up a nearby chair, and sat down in front of him.
