Thread:CorvusTheRed/@comment-35266334-20190726215137/@comment-35266334-20190812072855

"Right, then." Corvus quickly gathers the papers on his desk into a pile, moving them to the side. "What is it you're going to be owning?"

The voices become clearer as Galaxian continues to traverse the crypt. It's groups of soldiers speaking to eachother, their presence is also denoted by the torches they carry, illuminating the area they occupy and revealing any threats.