Here, the stairs no longer descended, but led straight to an opening.
Pallid light shone from the opening, casting a long strip across the ground.
Rhode quietly crept up to the opening and peered inside.
By the light, Rhode could see that the chamber covered roughly sixty or seventy square meters. Tables, chairs, and crates stood inside, while several openings around its walls led elsewhere.
Beside the table in the center stood a burly, bald man, issuing orders to several Syndicate officers.
"You, go investigate the Spy Assassination Incident at once. Find out exactly what went wrong."
"You, check the placement of the Goblin Sapper Charges and Fel Bombs again. See whether anyone has tampered with them, and make absolutely sure nothing can go wrong."
"Get the important supplies and personnel down here as soon as possible. We're running out of time. The enemy could attack at any moment."
"Remember, if the Castle comes under attack, detonate the bombs immediately!"
"Yes, sir!" "Yes, sir!" The officers snapped to attention and saluted, then dispersed.
Everything Rhode had seen along the way suggested that the Syndicate had become a proper military organization, rather different from the somewhat loosely organized band of assassins he remembered.
At least for now, their organization and discipline seemed quite good. Otherwise, they could never have carried out this plot so effectively.
As the officers headed toward the openings one by one, Rhode hurriedly cast Glamour and hid off to one side, not daring to move.
Luckily, they had still been in here when he arrived. If they had run into each other in the tunnel, there would have been nothing to do but stare for a moment and then fight.
He really could not handle so many high-level enemies in such a cramped space.
And there was