Serik's plan was simple. Eliminate Roshe, the most troublesome obstacle, first, then dispose of the isolated Isadel without a trace.
He simply had not anticipated that Isadel would sense something and move first.
Even so, Serik did not grow impatient. What did it matter if the order had shifted slightly? Neither of them was going to leave this place alive anyway.
Tap. Tap.
Serik descended the stairs leisurely, like a predator before prey he had already caught.
Isadel moved quickly.
The one she had to deal with right now was Serik, but she could not fight while leaving the unconscious Roshe where she was. Supporting Roshe's limp body firmly, she retreated down the stairs.
"You certainly cherish that maid."
Serik followed, shuffling his feet.
"Then again, going together would be less lonely than going alone."
His voice, mixed with mockery, slid after her through the darkness.
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