The three women stood at the edge of the massive underground chamber, still hidden by their invisibility talismans. The sight before them was overwhelming. Dozens of cult members moved through the space, their black robes creating a sea of darkness that shifted and flowed like water. Torches lined the walls, casting orange light across the stone pillars and the carved symbols that decorated them.
Naviga's chip was working constantly, recording everything it could see. The positions of the cult members. The locations of the tunnel entrances. The patterns of movement as people walked from one area to another. All of this information was being stored for later analysis.
