I dove straight through the open doors of the structure. The glow radiating from the Blessings resting on their pedestals remained unaffected by the massive demolition going down outside. Right at that second, a lightbulb flashed in my mind; since I'm already here, why on earth shouldn't I loot all of these?
Since they are still sitting here, they must still be usable, and this might be one of the reasons why the Demon Guards focused on guarding the structure instead of pushing the attack. Or maybe not, but since I breached the interior anyway, if I looted everything in sight and bolted, what could anyone do about it?
I said that, and one of those soulless scumbags who had replaced the incredibly beautiful women who used to handle our orientations attempted to block my path. The floors are made of marble; leaning forward, I started sliding on both of my feet.
